Part 2: Act II Journey To The East.

Knock knock knock

"Looks like you got your answer partner," Draig said amused, Joseph grabbed his sword that leaned on his bedside table. The sword was an Estoc also known as espada de matar toros. Joseph turned to walk to the door getting a chill down his back, he pushed past this feeling and summoned the boosted gear walking towards the door. When he goes to open it, the door gets kicked open slamming into Joseph and knocking him to the floor. Joseph jumps up and activates the boosted gear while jabbing at an angel that tries to rush him.

BOOST!

Joseph jabs the angel in the solar plexus knocking the wind out of him, sending the fallen back towards his friend. The other fallen dodges to the left then extending his wings and pushing off the ground he takes off towards Joseph stabbing him in his right side. "FUCK THAT BURNS." While saying this Joseph stabs his Estoc into the fallen angel's liver. The fallen winces from the pain giving Joseph the perfect opportunity to send a left hook, but just before that everyone hears a loud draconic voice.

BOOST!

Joseph slams his fist in the fallen angel's face sending him flying, crashing into Joseph's couch leaving the fallen temporarily out of the fight. Joseph noticing the other fallen getting up, preemptively strikes slashing at the fallen's face luckily the fallen dodges getting his head cut off, but he still got cut horizontally across the face.

Stabbing at Joseph with his light spear, Joseph dodges as if he's fighting against a bull spinning around the fallen, slashing his back. "GAAAH" the fallen screamed. Joseph walked over to the bleeding fallen saying, "You know it's really not your lucky day a normal guy would've just killed you but me? I'm not like that."

Joseph says this while grabbing the fallen angel's wings slowly putting more pressure in his grip. The fallen, knowing what Joseph was going to do, starts to beg and plead for him not to. "Please don't do this, we'll leave, we won't come back, you'll never see our faces again, please just don't rip out my wings!" Joseph looks at him with hatred in his eyes.

"I hate your kind, you're all disgusting filthy crows with no morals." Joseph's grip gets even tighter. BOOST! "All your kind does is kill, rape, and destroy!" Joseph rips the fallen angel's wings out hearing the tendons break and seeing blood and feathers go everywhere, Joseph cracks a sinister smile as the fallen angel lets out a blood-curdling scream. Joseph stomps on his head."SHUT THE FUCK UP I AIN'T DONE WITH YOU YET!"

As he said Joseph starts tearing at the fallen angel's flesh with his draconic and human hand, blood spews out everywhere as he pulls harder ripping out the fallen angel's muscles. The fallen's bloody cries fill the room. "COME THE FUCK ON CROW YOUR NOT ALLOWED TO DIE YET!" BOOST! Joseph pulls harder as he rips out the nerves, tissues, and bones in the wings. The fallen's cries stop in an instant as blood floods the floor from the holes where the crow's wings had been. Joseph then stabs his draconic hand in the fallen angel's hole where the left wing used to be grabbing the fallen's heart, crushing it.

The Couch Fallen pov: The fallen wakes up in a daze. "What the fuck happened?" he says while slowly getting up his head pounding from the punch he took earlier. Looking up from the floor he saw something he wished he hadn't. What he saw was horrific, to say the least, he saw his comrade's wings being ripped out of his back. The blood-curdling screams filling the apartment shook him to the very core, and after a bit, they finally stopped.

But that is only because the boy had crushed his comrade's heart in his left hand. Then the boy turned around and when he did, fear, pure unadulterated fear went through his entire body. The boy's eyes were green burning with pure rage, after seeing that something warm went down his leg.

Joseph's pov: "Did you just piss yourself? God you fallen angels are fucking pathetic." "I don't even feel like killing you anymore," Joseph says dejectedly, at hearing this the fallen angel grew ecstatic, elated, even though he didn't follow god anymore he thanked him, from the bottom of his heart and promised to follow his teachings once again. "But I'm not going to let you live, but don't worry I'll make it fast, you already pissed yourself that's torture enough." BOOST! After that, the fallen angel could only laugh until Joseph smashed his head in with a single punch.

Joseph then deactivated his sacred gear and felt all his exhaustion hit him at once forcing him to fall to his knees. "What the hell, why do I feel so tired?" "Because you used up almost all your stamina partner, the boosted gear takes your stamina in exchange for doubling your power." "It also doesn't help that this was your first life or death battle and you used five boosts in a row, however, you fought bravely partner, most would have a lot more damage on them."

"Thank you for the praise Draig, but are you not going to say anything about the brutality that you just witnessed?" Joseph stood still worrying about Draig's answer "Partner, I'm going to be completely honest with you everything you just did isn't mediocre by any means but it's pretty tame compared to some of your predecessors." Draig said calmly "How is it that what I did was tame, what did the others do!?"

"Well, partner back in the times before the modern era, humans could get away with anything, especially if they had a sacred gear even more so if they had a longinus, which you currently have." "I have a longinus?"

"Yes, you have one of the thirteen Longinus, you have the boosted gear." "So what now?" "I believe it would be best to find somewhere to sleep, partner." "Yeah this place is wrecked, well at least there's a motel down the road I'll stay there for the night but where to go after that? That random palm reader told me to go east to Japan, but I don't wanna go there off rip." Joseph says while picking up his sword and walking out of the apartment. "Then how about traveling the world while you head east." "Alright then, let's go to Italy." Joseph pulls out a cigarette, lights it, and heads towards the motel. Getting to the motel he pays for one night and goes to sleep.

Waking up at 4 A.M. Joseph gets outta bed, goes to the bathroom, brushes his teeth, takes a leak, gets dressed then heads outside and lights up a cigarette. "So partner, how do you plan on getting to Italy?" "Simple, I'm going to steal a car." After taking a long drag of the death stick Joseph puts it out and walks over to some rusted Honda Civic, then getting in the car and hot wiring it Joseph pulls out some CD's from the Boosted Gear.

"Alright let's see if this bitch has a working CD player." After fiddling around with the car's radio and CD player he finally got it to work. "Sweet, now let's put on some Cubes Of Ice, let's hope today is a good day."

It was in fact not a good day. Joseph ran out of gas on the way to Italy and made a pit stop in France. Since it was 1:37 P.M. he decided to get some lunch at the gas station. It wasn't much, a bag of chips, a bottle of soda, and a pre-made PB&J.

After finishing lunch and filling up the car Joseph hopped back in the car and drove for another 9 hours making it pretty close to Italy, but he was getting tired so he went to bed and kept driving in the morning. At 11:00 o'clock he finally made it to Italy.

"Finally out of that car, it feels so good to stretch my legs!" "And we finally made it to Italy, what will you do first?" "I'm gonna get something to eat. I haven't eaten anything since France!" Joseph whines, his stomach rumbling very loudly. Joseph walks to a restaurant, gets seated at a table, and eats a big bowl of spaghetti, salad with Italian dressing (obviously), lasagna, breadsticks, calzones, and gets some gelato for dessert.

"That was a massive meal partner." "Yes it was, now I'm ready to execute my plan" Joseph gets up and leaves the restaurant, walking over to the nearby hotel, booking a room and jumping onto the bed looking up at the ceiling.

"Now all I need is an opening" Joseph jumps up and opens the drawer near the bed and digs into it pulling out a Bible, tossing it on his bed and walking over to the window looking at where the Vatican would be. Draig chuckles as he finally understands what Joseph is talking about.

"Ah your eyes seem to have caught something interesting, no?" Joseph lights another cigarette "Yea and I think I'll start now." Joseph takes a long drag of the cigarette and puts the bud in the ashtray. Blowing the smoke out as he walks out of the hotel and keeps walking to his car and starts to make his drive over to Vatican City.

Passing through tolls and driving on some restricted roads got him to the outside of the Vatican City and was able to stay at a hotel near the Vatican. Joseph sighs and lays on the bed as he mentally prepares himself to rob the one of holiest sites known to the world and the Angels HQ on earth.

Joseph cases the Vatican, looking for guards, cameras, and for any bystanders nearby. Spotting an opening and rushes into the church. Once inside Joseph runs pillar to pillar checking every time he runs behind one until he eventually finds himself in front of a door to the basement.

And with a quick check around his surroundings he enters the basement as a gust of cold air instantly hits his body almost pushing him to run out of there. "We are close, I can sense the power of the artifacts nearby." Draig urges Joseph forward through the cold and dark, his footsteps echoing through the room. Reaching a wall with his left hand is pushed slightly to a specific part of the wall and with a push the wall opens revealing a multitude of weapons.

Joseph seeing maces, morningstars, and flails. "That's a lot of weapons from The Crusades. And those look like weapons from the Roman era of the church." Joseph turned towards the opposite wall seeing multiple roman gladius, hastas, pilums, and spathas. However there was one spatha different from the rest, it was golden, giving off profound power. "That's an incredibly rare find partner, an Imperial Gold blade. I thought they were all gone and destroyed by the Olympian gods."

Joseph strides towards the weapon and as he is just about to grab the sword he hears the noise of a pistol being cocked. "I wouldn't move if I were you" Joseph slowly turns around and sees a member of the church with no buttons on his robes and a pistol in hand. Joseph takes a deep breath. "Alright, listen if you turn around and fuck off I won't gut you with that Spatha" The young man turns his head to the side a bit and says. "Oh really?"

Joseph grabs the Spatha and points it at the button less priest. "Yea really chuckle fuck." a chuckle is heard from the young man "You seem like pain in the ass" Joseph summons his boosted gear in preparation. As the priest takes a sharp breath in and rests his finger on the trigger.

BOOST!

Four shots ring out as Joseph deflects them with The Spatha getting pushed back with every shot. The young man keeps firing and once he runs out of ammo Joseph rushes up to him stabbing him in the shoulder twisting the sword and kicking the priest in the chest, ripping out the sword in the process. As the young man lay bleeding on the floor Joseph took the chance to run out with the Spatha. Shoving past guards, priests, people attending, and even a Cardinal out the way. Running towards the exit door he bursts out, hopping over a fence and into a shrub bush. After removing himself from the bush the Spatha forms around his wrists as a Bracer. Quickly brushing it off he ran over to his car, started it up and drove out of vatican city. Speeding through Italy evading cops, other drivers, and members of the church and out of Italy.

Now a criminal to the church and now likely a marked man, he drives out to the nearby countries. Driving through Austria and Romania, cutting through Russia and Kazakhstan until he reached the part where he was destined to go and now he was in Asia. He spent his days jumping from place to place always being discovered and needing to run again and again. As he moves more and more he slowly gains the knowledge of jiu jitsu and kyokushin karate. Until eventually he had found a place where he could rest his body and his mind with no fear of being caught or killed. A shaolin temple was the only place that would take him in and teach him. He spends a year training and mastering Wing chun kung fu and his inner peace as well as training with his new sword as everyday goes by his mind shifts to what he has to do what he was fated to do. Going to Japan and fighting the Vanishing Dragon and if he dies so be it but he will take him down, wherever he is.

Eventually he had to leave and continue his path towards Japan and meet his fate. And so he uses what money he has to board a flight to a place called Kuoh.