Matt re-entered his fighting stance. "Let's go."

"Damn it, Matt!" Hugo shouted at his companion. "Don't act stupid and fight some damn noble battle!"

"It's more because I just want to kick this guy's ass myself," Matt replied.

Alasea struck down a number of monsters, then took a glance at the fight. "What the hell?" she said, "Since when was this 'Charge of the Bulls?'"

R.D. ignored them, continuing to eliminate the shadow creatures. Their numbers were dwindling... soon Lee would be the only one left.

Matt grabbed Lee's horns and fell to the ground, slamming his foot in Lee's abdomen, rolling backwards and pushing with his foot to flip the shadow monster aside.

Matt jumped, landing on Lee's head as he charged, and quickly leapt off. Before Lee could recover, Matt turned around as the familiar metal covered his arm. "Golem Arm!" he shouted, rocketing at Lee's back.

"Augh!" Matt's metal fist recoiled, and he stumbled back, shaking his hand. "Nice one! Now it's my turn!"

He leapt into the air and kicked, immediately following it up by spinning around with another kick, and repeated, the fast momentum driving him at Lee. "Aerial Rave!"

Running low on power as he was, Matt was caught and lashed into Lee's fist. With a cry of pain, he collapsed to the ground.

"Matt!" Hsien-Ko shouted.

"You dam idiot..." Hugo muttered. He knew Matt had worn himself out from the fight...how long could he survive now?

Before Lee could cause any more damage to Matt, R.D. held up his hand and fired two plasma shots at the shadow creature's back.

"My turn," R.D. said coldly.

Edited by RisingDragon on October 9, 2006 at 20:39:38.

"Hold on!" Matt said, raising a hand weakly. "I ain't wasted yet..."

Matt did try to move, of course, but to his shock, he found he couldn't. All he could do was watch as the ground rushed up to meet him. "Oh, SHI-"

He was censored in the resulting smash.

"Matt!" Hugo looked around. "Where the HELL is that dragon?!"

Hsien-Ko looked toward the battle, and saw a small statue perched in a pose on the ground. "Over there..."

(OOC: So... is it safe to jump in yet? I'm getting bored.)

Bryant felt his arms and torso again. His eyes were closed to make him seem down still. After Cora had left he opened his eyes slowly and sat up just a lazily with his arms. He saw Gouki and stared in awe for a moment though he kept himself silent. Though he decided he might as well speak, if he were to die again.
"Gouki I presumme? A pleasure to be in your pressence...I guess." He said respectfully, trying to gain moments to draw breath.

Bryant ignored the comment.
"Then what?" He asked shakeing his head still trying to wake up. His left arm gave out underhim, he fell on his back. He used his right arm to sit up again, though he was uneasy still. He leaned forward to give him balance and looked back up for his answer.

Was this how it was going to end?

He couldn't move, his body was beaten, drained.

You'd think that some high-class bad guy would finally sign his ticket but nope, sometimes heroes bite it in a crappy way.

I never wanted to get into this crap.

He saw Lee grab him, prepare to break his neck and end it but he couldn't protest like he wanted to do.

"Damn it!" Hugo ran foward. "I'm COMIN', Matt!"

It can't be over yet.

Hsien-Ko joined the Mettaur, flashing her claws.

Hell no.

Lee went in for the kill.

I SAID-

"It's not over yet."

Matt blinked.

Except for him, the world slowly, painstakingly faded to gray, life and nature and time dropping to their knees, to a crawl,

until it came to a complete stop.

OOC: Freezing time here...you can post your reactions before the time freeze settles in around your character. Yes, Juno's going with it, so it's legal.

Edited by The Helldragon on October 10, 2006 at 0:41:38.

Bryant wasn't sure what to say. Though he did feel tired. Then again Gouki could kill him in his sleep, however with as much power as Gouki, Bryant could be in his top form and be done for easily. He felt reassured, though still edgy. He'd sleep, though still stay alert.
"Ok." He agreed lowly as he fell again. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep. Before he did, he took a quick glance at Veronica.

"Shit!" R.D. cursed. He activated his sword and held up his free hand, charging energy to fire at the shadow creature again.

Everyone stopped.

Still in Lee's grip, Matt glanced around at his pale, dull world.

What the hell...

Slowly, surely, he parted Lee's grip, and stepped out, looking around. It all looked like a really worn black and white photograph...

Time.

He stopped TIME.

Matt clasped a hand on his chest. Somewhere in there, the Core has felt his plight and opened a new, vast realm of his power.

His eyes fell on Lee again.

That bastard.

Matt walked closer, taking in all of the shadow creature's hateful detail. Who the hell did he work for? And why the hell did his superiors want the group dead? Was it because of the...

...forget that crap.

Matt clenched his fist. Forget all of this crap.

This bitch needs to die.

A lesson needs to be taught.

They will learn that pissing me off is not a good idea.

Bryant had slept for a long time, it's what his body needed. Veronica, seemed to have been in a coma, but she was hurt too badly to even open her eyes. She was awake for aslong as Bryant was. When she heard Bryant go to sleep, she did the same soon after.

Re-Tuul flew over the ruins of what was once the Land of the Rising Sun. "Such a waste. Unfit for the Sacrifice."

The Khaglessi swooped down into one of the destroyed cities, alighting on a rooftop of one of the many skyscrapers, perching over like a twisted vulture. Looking around with his eyeless gaze, he reached out with his senses, and almost smiled. There were still humans present. "Despite the Seven destroying their world, these humans continue to flourish and exist," he chuckled, "I hope they'll pull through. My master would love to see them at their best when the time comes."

The demon looked up and spotted a familar form swooping through the sky. "My, my, is that dear little Cora?" he mused. Chuckling again, he willed away his greatsword. The demonic woman had left the island, and in part the Dragon, and thus he had no desire to fight the fire demon.

"So, little Cora, what brings you out here...?" he wondered as he watched.

To everyone else, it seemed that only a second was lost. When everyone was able to move again, they were able to continue their actions, but the fight before them had changed drastically.

Lee still stood, but he gripped onto air instead of his opponent. Matt stood before Lee, his back turned on his opponent, his left hand casually in his pocket. His right was raised in the air, holding the position one would take before snapping their fingers.

The most sudden change, however, was the host of swords surrounding Lee, all points baring down upon him very closely. Any slight movement could trigger them.

Edited by The Helldragon on October 10, 2006 at 16:26:49.