A coated man was sprinting along the road. His sunglasses reflected the moonlight shining from above. Howls rang through the empty plain; few lights could be spotted ahead. Black sneakers hit wet asphalt as they darted forwards through the thick mist. âAvenger, reporting in . . Please respond, over.â Avenger said as he spoke into a headset. âRoger, this is Catalyst HQ, status report please, over.â A voice answered, coming from Avengerâs ear. âIâm pursuing target now, possibly an A type demon. Dead bodies were spread around in the last city, target is very violent.â Avenger said into his microphone.
Ahead, a large, robed creature was sprinting toward the few lights in front of him. Avenger seemed to be gaining on it, but slowly. âAvenger, targetâs power level is higher than expected . . HQ will send backup to Greenville right now to help you neutralize the threat, over.â A voice again told Avenger through a little black speaker in his ear. âHow high is the targets power level? And letâs screw the over crap . . I know Iâm new at doing missions for Catalyst, but give me a break.â Avenger said into the microphone.
The creature which was running towards Greenville had stopped, and was turning around. Avenger also stopped, a mere hundred feet from it. A black robe fell from the creatures back; 6 inches of horns were visible from the demons forehead. Long black hair was flowing in the wind. The demon seemed to have tanned skin, and it wore no clothes besides a pair of tattered shorts. A golden medallion hung from its neck, down on a lean, fine toned body. Even in the mist Avenger could see a pair of red eyes glowing as they stared at him through the fog.
This power is incredible . . Iâve never met a demon with such a power before . . This is bad news for me damn it . . .
A barefooted demon walked carefully towards Avenger, every step revealed new things about the creature. Metal wings seemed to be fastened to the demons back, and a large metal tail was wavering around.
I know only one creature with wings like those . . But his power was nowhere near this . . Rocky . . .
âI know what you are thinking, lowly mortal . . Yes, I am Rocky, but reborn.â Rocky said, his voice had changed since last time him and Avenger had a close encounter, but it was recognizable. The demon continued walking toward Avenger, it was a very large creature, and looked strong as it looked fearsome.
Knowing his opponent was unprepared, Rocky leaped through the air at Avenger and coiled his long metal tail around Avengerâs body, and before he even had a chance to escape, Rocky grabbed his arm and bit him. After this, he simply threw Avenger away. His body rolled sideways through the mist on the asphalt, blood was dripping from his arm, where two fangs had pierced through.
It stings . . I wonder why Rocky didnât simply pound my head in, but bit me?
âThatâs going to hurt in the morning Avenger . . Ah, the devils curse is such a splendid thing.â Rocky said, a smirk entering his face as he watched Avenger glare at him. âYouâve heard of it have you? Weakens you, until I decide to kill your measly spirit and take it to hell.â He continued, however, he was not pleased with the results when Avenger smiled. âPoisons, curses, neither of them work on me very well, read your homework demon.â Avenger said, keeping his smile.
Rocky looked suspiciously at Avenger, as if he wondered how Avenger could possibly resist his attack. âI regenerate.â Avenger said, knowing what Rocky was wondering. âYou are a vampire then? I did wonder how you survived . . .â Rocky asked Avenger. âI donât have fangs demon, and I donât require drinking blood.â Avenger told Rocky with a mocking tone. âI was wondering, seeing as youâre brave enough to stand in front of me, even while sensing my power is tens of times stronger than yours.â Rocky finished before he sprinted at Avenger again.
A large fist barely missed Avengerâs face, fist after fist followed Avenger as he dodged and threw himself to the side. Rocky did not seem angry, simply pleased that he found a decent adversary. Punch after punch missed, before Rocky began getting annoyed. The metal tail mounted to his lower back swung around and coiled around Avenger once again, and lifted him above the ground. Cracking noises came from Avengerâs ribs, and soon he was thrown to the ground again. Blood was running out of Avengerâs mouth, while he held his ribs with one arm. Helicopters could be heard approaching from the air, troops were sliding down ropes from them and were now sprinting to Avenger and Rockyâs location.
âOh come on, they canât expect to defeat me with mere weapons!â Rocky said, before he jumped up in the air and continued upwards in the air using his metal wings. Diving at the chopper Rocky held his fist ready, and as he hit it he swung inside the machine and retracted his wings. âHello, Iâll be your hijacker for today.â Rocky said, with an excited tone in his voice before punching three troops out of the helicopter. The helicopter pilot jumped out the door, forgetting his parachute in fear of Rocky. âAh well, no rides for me today then.â He said, sounding disappointed before jumping out the door as well. Gliding down towards Avenger, soldiers were attempting to hit him without luck. The moors had no cover, but Rocky needed none as he continued to fly around in the air.
Without warning, Rocky dived down at one of the soldiers, the particular one he aimed at carried a rocket launcher. The soldier was stabbed a single time, into his heart, and swiftly afterwards Rocky jetted upwards in the air, aiming the rocket launcher at a mass of soldiers. Terrified troops ran for their lives as a missile dived through the mist at them, a large explosion blew about twenty people aside while the demon laughed. âAvenger . . Do you read? Weâve had soldiers drop off a pair of berettas in the little nearby town. They fire quicksilver bullets, which should be enough to stop our target. Proceed to Greenville instantly, we will keep sending troops to keep the demon busy!â The little receiver in Avengerâs ear said.
Long range weapon?! I canât use a pistol . . I never could! Damn this mission command of mine . . .
No doubts were in Avengerâs mind, he had to get the beretta even if he couldnât use it, and the only thing which could hit Rocky high up in the air was good, damaging long range weapon. The instant he received the transmission he began sprinting to the town, running through the mist at incredible speed. Soon the few lights became many, and a little town appeared in the mist ahead. âIâm at location, where are the guns?â Avenger asked while continuing inside the city. âIn the diner, ask for the Sunday special.â The voice from Avengerâs ear answered.
A diner was ahead, which Avenger sprinted inside. âAvenger! Your weapon is here!â A man in a black suit shouted to the Avenger, who picked up a package from beneath the counter. âGo! Heâs going to wreak even more havoc, the longer he stays airborne!â He said, while watching as Avenger dashed out of the quaint little diner, headed back to Rockyâs location. He pulled out the guns from the package, placed the belt of clips around his waist, and finally loaded the guns while running. Rockyâs figure was ahead, the stench of death was evident when Avenger reached the vicinity of his previous location. Someone fired gunshots, which died as a scream replaced them.
âYou decided to land, eh demon?â Avenger asked Rocky, who had again retracted his wings. âNo . . This was the last one, and I thought he deserved to look me in the eyes when he died . . I hope you realize, a hundred of your men died by my hands, and didnât even scratch me . . A mere human who regenerates canât possibly replace a hundred skilled soldiers with machineguns . . .â Rocky explained, and began smiling after he saw the silver berettas in Avengerâs hands. âWhat? No katana this time? I was looking forward to killing you and claiming it as my own . . Oh well, I guess I could always treasure a pair of guns as well . . .â Rocky continued, while watching Avenger walk closer to him. âWell, I hope you rea-â Rockyâs sentence was interrupted as a silver bullet nearly hit him between the eyes.
âFight back, freak.â Avenger said, his tone of voice had become remarkably cold. Another bullet was fired, yet dodged by Rocky who had an amused expression on his face. The demon ran at Avenger, who continuously fired bullets at the large creature. A second before Rocky was going to hit Avenger, a white blur replaced where he had been, two silver bullets flew at Rockyâs back, which was defended by a pair of metal wings. The bullets simply dropped off, and before Avenger had a chance to respond, a tail had stabbed the top of his left lung. Avenger didnât scream, because he didnât have the opportunity. Rocky delivered a strong punch to Avengerâs face, and sent him flying, tumbling along the road.
Both of Avengerâs berettas had been crushed under Rockyâs feet, as the useless weapons they were. âNow human, how much did those guns help you?â Rocky asked, sounding amused. Avenger got up from the asphalt, and stared through the mist into Rockyâs red glowing eyes. âI got what I wanted, if thatâs what you mean.â Avenger said, still keeping his calm posture and attitude. Blood was dripping down from wounds, and he was still clenching his ribs. Avenger threw down his coat, and revealed a black karati gi with white stripes.
Rocky seemed to become even more amused, and dashed toward Avenger with his fist. The fist passed Avenger, and a single punch knocked Rocky backwards, making him lose balance. Avenger was not finished yet, a flurry of devastating punches continued to force the demon backwards, and finally he delivered a kick towards Rockyâs face. His foot was caught in Rockyâs hand, which now lifted Avenger by his leg up in the air before dropping him head first down on the asphalt. Rocky smiled, while rubbing a bruise on his bare chest with his right hand.
Avenger stood up, to meet another of Rockyâs overwhelming punches, which got him straight in the gut. An uppercut knocked Avenger up in the air, and a powerful kick sent him flying across the asphalt, leaving him face down in the moors. Rockyâs eyes flickered back, he began mumbling, and suddenly a large blade came up from the ground and into Rockyâs hands. The full moon was shining brightly, but not brightly enough for Avenger to notice the dark aura surrounding Rockyâs sword.
Damn it! Iâve got no choice but to show him my trump card right here and now!
Rocky neared Avenger with his giant blade, and watched as Avenger arose from the ground. The giant blade rippled through the air toward Avenger, but a bright light stopped the blade in its tracks. It was gone when Rocky regained his sight, and Avenger had not changed a bit. Again Rocky swung his gigantic sword at Avenger, but this time he got to see what had blocked it. A three foot, white blade of energy had formed from Avengerâs fingertips. White energy was stretching from his hand and down to his elbows. Rockyâs eyes could not believe what they saw, white energy was blocking Luciferâs blade with ease.
âGames are over Rocky, I will not show mercy on you!â Avenger shouted out, before his body became a blur and appeared behind his opponent. His blade went straight through Rockyâs body, like a warm knife through butter. âAaargh!â The demon screamed out, while Avenger teleported in front of Rocky once again. âNo mercy demon, next time Iâll kill you.â Avenger said, but this time his voice had turned even colder than it had ever been previously.
The demon seemed to be in pain, unlike the times Avenger had simply punched him using Tai Chi methods, proving he still had a lot to learn from Hwoarang. Raging, the demon threw himself at Avenger, his leg about to hit Avenger a second before his target disappeared into a thin blur again. Rocky screamed out, and without warning his entire body entered a metamorphosis, changing his muscle mass to twice its size. A grotesque creature had appeared, formerly Rocky, but it no longer even resembled. It looked much more like a demon, than anything else Avenger had ever seen.
Foggy air made it nearly impossible to see what he had become, but in the moonlight it was clear, he had become something terrible. The creature walked toward Avenger, the misty ground shaking as its feet moved forward. Avenger was in such a state of shock, he could hardly move his body. Rocky had become gigantic, and his power was obvious.
Avenger leaped at the infuriated Rocky, and delivered the strongest kick he could. No effect, besides Avenger being caught in Rockyâs giant fist. The power Rocky had in his hand alone was crushing Avengerâs entire body, blood was running down in flowing rivers from Avengerâs body, fractures were undoubtedly made, considering the cracking noises coming from Avengerâs body. The demon released Avenger, and dropped his bleeding body to the wet, moist ground. Avengerâs body just lay there, half dead, half alive. Extreme blood loss alone, caused by Rockyâs grip would have killed a normal human being, but Avenger was still alive, barely.
Avenger could see all the bodies far away, all of whom were dead because no one was there to save them. The large pool of blood around Avengerâs body was rapidly growing, without a doubt, Avenger would soon be dead.
Those soldiers . . They came to keep Rocky away from me . . Long enough for me to get a pair of useless weapons . . I should have known from the start . . Weapons such as those are not for me . . I am a weapon, one of the most lethal . . All I have to do . . is use myself!
Rocky laughed out, as the beast he had become, he watched Avenger crawl to his knees with enjoyment. There was no mercy in Rockyâs eyes; he was going to kill Avenger. His metal tail swung around, before it pointed straight at Avengerâs heart. Rockyâs tail shot down toward Avengerâs organ of life, his red eyes glowed even stronger the second before it hit. Suddenly, a white flash again blinded Rockyâs eyes. Avengerâs blade had blocked Rockyâs tail, and cut it off in the process. A white eyed Avenger stared into Rockyâs eyes, his left hand had also become white, but in burning white flames of energy.
A strange creature stood in the distance, watching the two fighters battle it out through a foggy perspective; and looked up at the full moon which reflected its light in a pair of yellow eyes, glowing slightly in the darkness. Rocky stared at Avenger in fear, knowing he was now stronger than him, even in his berserk state. Avengerâs left palm, lit up with flame struck Rockyâs muscled chest, making a burn mark as he was blown backwards and tumbled sideways across the asphalt, to the other side of the road.
Avengerâs aura was not large now, but it still lit up the misty moors. Rocky got up from the moist ground and stormed at Avenger, who simply jumped to the side and hit the beast with his left palm, still engulfed in white flames. The huge creature again tumbled along the ground, while screaming out in pain. Rocky had stopped attacking now; instead he simply stood there on the moist ground after getting up. His muscles began to morph once again, but they now returned to normal size, as did his body. Rocky seemed infuriated still, but he had obviously realized Avenger was too fast for him.
Far away, many creatures with yellow eyes had gathered around the first one, all observing Rocky and Avenger through the hazy weather. Rockyâs eyes had flickered back, and it seemed as if he was mumbling to himself. âPlease lord Lucifer . . I cannot beat this mortal, and I know I have done you wrong . . My power is not enough . . Take my body . . And destroy Avenger . . I am too weak for you my lord, but you can use me . . .â
Fierce wind began to sweep the moors, Rockyâs legs, which had sunk a little down into the ground were levitating above the wet surface. Red flames blazed up from where Rocky had stood, engulfing his entire body in flames. His horns began to extend, and were now a foot long. Already razor sharp fingernails became claw like, and his skin began to turn red. Crimson eyes, already glowing, were now fearsome enough to make Avenger step backwards. A black aura surrounded Rockyâs body, and the blade he had used before simply shot up from the ground and directed itself into his hand.
What . . Is this . . Power . . I can hardly keep myself from getting blown away . . The ground itself is splitting where Rockyâs feet are . . This canât be Rocky . . No . . Rocky was never this powerful . . This creature I see before me . . Is Lucifer himself . . .
âMortal, your death will be slow and painful, have no doubt about it. I have long wanted to kill you, but Kelesk seems to have a soft spot for you . . He is the only reason you escaped hell alive, but this time . . He will not be here to save you!â Rockyâs voice said, except, it was not Rockyâs voice this time, but Luciferâs.
Lucifer walked toward Avenger, but while crossing the road he saw lights in the distance. A large ball of flame began to form in Luciferâs hand, and it grew to thirty feet in diameter, up in the air. His hand flung it toward the little city, well knowing every single being within it would be destroyed. Avenger darted after the ball of flame, and jumped in front of it a mere hundred meters in front of a school. Both of Avengerâs hands were engulfed in flame, which rapidly grew along with his aura. White energy spread feet at a time, growing at every second that passed. Avengerâs hands were shaking, as they were firmly placed around the large ball of fire.
I have to . . Save . . Them . . I need to . . Remember . . Hwoarangâs teachings . . .
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Satan, quickly threw Avenger backwards onto the path leading up from hell, smiling as his telekinesis manipulated Avengerâs body. The second Avenger regained control, he sprinted upwards, teleporting at times to make it up quicker. Further below, besides the screams of tortured souls, he could hear Rocky screaming out in pain. After many hours of killing zombie Nazis, Avenger reached the top of hell, an elevator near a throne was slide eerily open. Avenger ran into it, and pushed the button labeled, up.
Many hours later, he reached the top, and exited the elevator. The building logo noted VVU. A lady sat behind a counter, greeting visitors, developed and evil smile as he walked by. Avenger quickly walked out, where a man in a white gi with blue stripes met him. Hwoarang.
"You look you've been through Hell and back." He exhaled. Avenger glanced back at the VVU building with a nervous and paranoid assertiveness, "You wouldn't believe . . . "
"The fact is, I can't have Satan trying to kill you, and your powers not at their obvious potential." Avenger turned back to Hwoarang, a confused look on his face, "What do you mean, potential?"
Hwoarang smiled, it almost resembling the desk secretary he had just walked past. Disappearing into thin air, Avenger suddenly felt a hand grab him by his jacket, his feet no longer the touching the ground, as he was lifted into the air. "Where are you taking me?" "Somewhere with plenty of open area... and less civilization." A few hours of flying over city, that turned into suburbs, that turned into farmland, Hwoarang dropped Avenger in an open field, landing beside him.
"Can you feel it, Avenger? What's all around you?"
Avenger continued to hold a puzzled expression, "Feel what?"
"The energy . . . "
"I know of the energy that I have, within my body."
"That's the interesting thing, the energy you think that only your body can withhold, is actually all around you."
Avenger began to feel a churning in his stomach, a mix of cold and hot waves dancing across his skin, the simple cause and effect of realizing what Hwoarang had just explained to him. He extended his right hand, forming a Palm of Will, a white flame soon beginning to dance in his palm. Hwoarang noticed, telling Avenger to, "Imagine the entire Earth is helping you make that ball stronger, the ball is surrounded by energy, and it's concentrated at your command.â Avenger nodded, staring at the flame until he began to develop a trance-like state, the flame increasing in size faster than Hwoarang had expected, "Youâre a natural.â
âNow, imagine even more energy is being concentrated.â Hwoarang's pupil began to slightly shake, and was sweating as if he was standing in oven. The flame had began to envelop his entire hand, it's diameter easily reaching two to three feet, causing Hwoarang to take a couple steps back.
"I think it's safe to say you've easily grasped the concept. Go ahead and release that."
Avenger exhaled, the flame quickly fading, and his skin showing signs of slight burns, "This was kind of painful, how do you deal with such a torment?â
Hwoarang sighed, "I am no longer an entity of physical pain, for I am a rebirth of capitalist design. An android, a machine, who can no longer comprehend any emotions, except anger. But, I will say no more... it's time for you to truly enter the realm of Tai Chi. I must also acquire a gi for you to wear, it is the appropriate and honorable measure."
They spent three straight days at the field, Hwoarang showing Avenger both the long and short styles of Tai Chi. Avenger would soon be an unlimited of energy, just as Hwoarang as already was.
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Both of Avengerâs hands now exploded in energy, the ball of flame turned white and was now held in Avengerâs left hand, with burn marks fading away from it. Avenger walked along the road, watching the eyes of Lucifer with a smile. Lucifer approached Avenger as he neared three hundred feet, looking surprised as he saw the large ball of energy focused in Avengerâs hand. Without uncertainty Avenger threw it with all his power towards Rockyâs possessed body. The devil simply slapped it to the side, sending it flying through the mist.
âYou really thought I would use my strongest attacks against you? Human, you cannot begin to understand my power . . I shall demonstrate some for you now, demon hunter.â Lucifer told Avenger. âDemon hunter? What are you talking about Lucifer, I am no demon hunter!â Avenger yelled out at Satan, who simply laughed. âYou were, and you always will be, an angel, or should I say demon? In the past, little one, youâve hunted down thousands of my minions and slaughtered them without remorse. Even angels you have killed, for doing injustice to others.â The devil continued, while stretching his muscular body.
Rockyâs metal wings fell off, as did his damaged tail. A new pair of wings grew out on Rockyâs back, their demonic resemblance was incredible, Rocky now looked like a full blooded demon. âNor I or any other being I know of, knows your previous life, as we have known you for thousands and thousands of years. It is obvious you are not evil, but you are not evil either, which leaves no side at all! However, the mystery will end tonight when I kill you, and bring your dead body to hell for examination.â Lucifer finished before his large blade disappeared.
Avenger did not speculate on what he had to do, but dashed with all his speed toward Lucifer, and he seemed like a white blur when he leaped at Rockyâs body with all his power. A white blade formed on Avengerâs hand, but it was too late for that. Rockyâs hand had gripped Avengerâs wrist, and simply twisted it around, forcing Avenger to the damp ground. Not knowing what would happen, Avenger simply closed his eyes, knowing he could not resist the strength of Satanâs embodiment. Catching him in nearly 90 mph, without even trying, proved that Avenger had no chance this way.
âSo Avenger, how would you like to die?â Satan asked Avenger, who did not respond. His eyes were still closed, knowing certain death was at hand. He had dodged death many times in the past, but none of those times had he been fighting the devil himself. Avengerâs ears twitched, noises of soft footsteps were all around him. Suddenly he opened his eyes, and realized, at least fourteen wolf like creatures had surrounded Rocky and him. Yellow eyes stared at them through the mist, razor sharp teeth and claws were revealed when one of them walked closer to Avenger and Rocky.
Rockyâs red skin seemed to be tough, as the razor sharp claws of a werewolf struck down on his arm, only a little scratch was made. The werewolves were not large, around six feet tall, but their claws were over four inches long, and two inches broad.
If they hit me once theyâll tear my flesh to pieces . . Even in this form I cannot possibly survive this onslaught . . .
The creature which had attacked Rockyâs possessed body was now thrown away, several hundred meters, landing with a whimper. In an instant, all the werewolves threw themselves at Rocky, biting and slashing with their brute force alone. Avenger realized Satan was occupied, and walked slowly away. Before he could reach a safety of a hundred feet, he looked into another pair of yellow eyes. This creature was twice the size of Rocky easily, and it looked more powerful than any creature Avenger had ever seen. It looked down on Avenger, snarled, and continued walking on its hind legs towards Rocky.
Many of the beasts attacking Lucifer were dead, their fur burnt into ash, and deep wounds leaked out a dark crimson liquid, which sunk into the moors. Lucifer laughed out as he killed yet another one by plunging a fireball into its face. The large beast which walked towards Rockyâs possessed form growled; as it watched its brethren die by his hands. A dark aura gathered around the large werewolf, but it did not seem evil. Like shadows, darkness was being sucked into the werewolfâs aura.
Suddenly the beast sprinted towards Lucifer, with its right claw stretched out. Black blood splattered all over the moors, Rockyâs body had been damaged. Another claw struck Rockyâs shoulder, before the large creature was knocked away by Luciferâs power. But once again, the werewolf darted towards Lucifer. They both engaged in intense battle, claws ripped at flesh, knocking each other backwards. The werewolf now seemed to grow larger, and so did its aura. Satan looked surprised, but not afraid. Again they continued in intense battle, exchanging blows every second which passed.
An orb of flame formed in Luciferâs hand as he smirked, only to realize the lycon had done the same, but with a shadow ball. They clashed together, throwing Avenger who stood a hundred feet away, another seventy, with spiritual pressure alone. Both Satan and the lycon now lay on the moist ground, sinking slightly into it. The mist hid wounds, but the light of a full moon revealed them again. Avenger got up from the asphalt before he walked towards the two fighters.
Avenger focused his energy, forcing the aura which surrounded him to grow extensively. Satan looked to the side, where Avenger now made his way towards the two fighting creatures. Lucifer looked to end the fight quickly, as he stretched out his hand and summoned the blade he had previously. It was brimming with energy; crimson flames had lit up the giant sword. As Satan swung the blade at the lycon, he met hard resistance. The werewolf had summoned its own blade of darkness, but it was smaller and seemed to require no strength at all.
Lucifer seemed to be tired of games, as he gripped the blade in one hand and sent the other as a fist into the lyconâs face, sending it flying thirty feet away from him. It seemed wounded while the moon shined down upon its injuries. Avenger seemed to realize, this beast was his only chance, and began sprinting towards the lycon to defend it. Luciferâs blade was prepared to land the finishing blow, and as he swung the blade, a bright white light stopped it. Avengerâs right arm had been completely covered in light, and the white blade which had previously stopped Luciferâs blade had done the deed again.
Avenger smiled before he pushed Luciferâs sword out of the way, knowing his energy blade was tens of times stronger than his. His figure faded into the mist the second before Satan shot his fist into it, and saw a blade of light pierce through his right chest. Lucifer jumped forwards, knowing if he had done otherwise Rockyâs body would have been shred to pieces. Satan dropped the blade, leaving it to sink down into the ground. He seemed angry, with himself, that he had let Avenger hit him.
âMaster? How can this be? You . . Are losing to his blade . . Master, forgive me . . My body is not strong enough to be possessed properly yet . . .â A voice echoed in Rockyâs mind, as him and Lucifer were bound together now.
The lycon whimpered, its wounds seemed fatal, and Avenger knew the only way now was to defeat Satan. Satan smiled, before he lifted his right hand and stretched it upwards. Red hounds burning with fury came up from the ground, and the chains which held them were in Rockyâs hand. Another bunch of chains were in Rockyâs other hand, but they were on fire; it seemed strange that the fire did not burn through the chains. A previously terrifying pair of eyes had now changed back into Rockyâs usual ones. Yet, the power stayed the same. A new tail had grown out as well, with a tip seemingly drenched in poison.
A golden medallion still hung from Rockyâs neck, but in his hands there was fire. Rocky smiled, looking amazed by his new powers. âThe dogs of hell . . Quite an upgrade for a battle, I guess he didnât want to kill you on his own then Avenger, but wanted me to prove myself! With this power . . There is no limit to what evil I can accomplish . . Thereâs hardly any human left in me! Not that there was before . . Time for you to die Avenger, and Iâll end that mutt over there which helped you as well.â Rocky said, smiling while looking at his hands. A pair of fireballs appeared in Rockyâs hands, and before Avenger realized it, they were both on their way at him.
Avengerâs white blade cut one of the fireballs, and destroyed it. While the other seemed to be absorbed in Avengerâs left hand, which was lit on fire. Rocky did not hesitate; he threw his powerful fist at Avenger, who blocked it with Rockyâs own fireball. Another fireball was flung at Avenger, but it was simply knocked away, and flew through the mist leaving a trail of blazing heat.
Rocky seemed to have noticed the chains of fire on his hand, as he swung them at Avenger. Three of the six chains struck Avenger, leaving long trails of fire where they hit, as well as knocking Avenger backwards. Avenger looked at Rocky, who seemed to be playing around with his new abilities. The wings Satan had made were light, and could be rendered nearly invisible, as they went into his back.
Quick dodging was required to keep Avenger away from Rockyâs poisonous tail, which was now at least three times the speed of his metal one. A sudden wind reached Avengerâs face, and before he could realize it, Rocky had shot up into the air. His wings were larger than before, yet they seemed much more agile and strong. Rockyâs hand seemed to have once again, summoned chains which had red dogs attached at the end. In a blaze of fire they had jumped at Avenger, and were now tearing his flesh apart with fierce blood lust.
Argh! I canât believe this power . . Heâs summoning creatures with enough power on their own to destroy me . . .
A flash of light again appeared where Avenger had been, and a blur was the only thing left for the dogs of hell to rip apart. Avenger stood ninety feet away from Rocky, who was simply smiling as pieces of flesh had actually been ripped from Avengerâs body. The white aura which had grown large during the battle with Rocky in his possessed state, was now shrinking down, only covering a few inches from Avengerâs feet. His blood had gathered in a massive pool, which was still expanding with the crimson colored liquid.
âDeath to you, mortal!â Rocky shouted out, obviously drunk with power. Within a split second, Rocky was blown down from the air, cracking his skin as he landed. The previous color Rocky had was beneath a red layer of skin, which operated as armor. Avengerâs aura had once again recovered, and its power was stronger than before. Rockyâs faint, yet powerful aura was fighting Avengerâs. White energy was battling red, the red shaping as a horrific beast. Soon Avengerâs aura began to take shape as well, but as himself. Soul Reaper seemed to have appeared on the auraâs figure, and was now slashing into the beastly aura of Rocky.
The fiery fire beast created out of Rockyâs aura was now battling Avengerâs clone with all its power, forcing the clone backwards. Avenger saw Rockyâs smile, as his beast began devouring the aura clone. Soon after the clone disappeared, so did the fiery aura of Rocky. âI do hope you realize, Iâm just toying with you. My real aura is fifty times stronger than the one you just faced! This is indeed the power of Lord Lucifer! Now bow, and let me devour your soul.â Rocky laughed out, and to prove his point, the faint red aura he had used earlier expanded greatly, knocking the wounded werewolf away. A loud whimper came out of its mouth as it hit the cold moist ground, tumbling through the mist.
Avengerâs hand lit up with energy again, Soul Reaper forming in an instant, but suddenly vanishing again. Rockyâs power was nearly blowing Avenger away, the feeling of needles tormenting his skin increased, making a few of his wounds rip open again. Avenger could see the energy clearly now, unlike normal people who never trained Tai Chi. The mix of energy seemed terrifying, simply looking at Rockyâs aura seemed to give a look of terror upon Avengerâs face.
âEnough, demon. You get your wish, I will not play around any longer!â With that said, Avengerâs blade materialized on his hand. The world seemed to be in slow motion from where Avenger stood, having focused all his energy, and the energy around him, his mind was clear. Avenger no longer struggled to stand in the fierce aura of Rocky; he dashed towards the demon with a speed unlike anything Rocky had ever seen, even in the pits of hell. Smiling as he put up his hand to block, Rocky punched Avenger, he thought . Avenger had teleported behind the demon, and delivered a stab to his chest. As Rocky turned around, Avenger began a frenzy of teleportation and dodging. Rocky struggled to see where Avenger was, as he was continuously stabbed from the opposite direction of where he saw his opponent. Finally, Avenger stopped behind Rocky, his blade pointed at a demons neck.
Rocky froze in terror, knowing he had no chance of blocking or dodging Avengers attack due to the combo of stabs. âDemon, here you meet your destiny.â Avenger said, his voice still cold and emotionless. Rocky laughed out, even with his blood dripping to the ground making a massive pool, even larger than the one Avenger had made. âThat was only twice my power, fool.â He spat out, before blowing Avenger and the lycon away. Red energy scorched the ground within three hundred feet of Rocky, causing both of his opponents to be trapped within a wall of fire.
Avenger coughed, his combo had taken a lot out of his body. The lycon seemed to be alive, but Avenger knew that if he did not defeat Rocky, it would die in vain. Fog which previously shrouded Avengers sight was seen through easily, as his focus was not dropped.
No . . If he defeats me here . . There will be no one to stop him from destroying the earth, enslaving us all . . Sensei Hwoarang . . I shall defeat him as I promised you!
White burning energy put out all of Rockyâs flames, the new one stronger than anything before. Avenger dropped to the ground, screaming out as he shook. Large flames of energy shot up from the ground, white lighting struck down around Avengerâs wounded body. Energy stronger than Rockyâs had begun to envelop Avenger, two wings of energy seemed to take shape on his back. Muscles bulged up, but not much. His hair spiked upwards, and both hands seemed to have Soul Reaperâs full form on them.
Rocky watched curiously at Avengers new found power, his facial expression revealed fear, the energy of this new form seemed to be twice what Rocky had used before.
âNo mercy demon, you shall pay for your sins and injustices!â Avenger shouted out, his voice had altered, and sounded now deep and blurred.
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Note, I have not written anything on this since Rocky posted, I've been busy and forgot to post, sorry.