However, Kinslayer's attack still hit its mark on the God of Fire. Blazen felt his emotions begin to be eaten by one of the more predominate ones: anger. Soon any other emotion that existed in Blazen was gobbled up by the fattened anger, making him feel only that. Rage filled his very soul and fire then shot around Blazen to extremes. The black fires of hell continually spawned from Blazen burning whatever near. He went absolutely mad. And only to continually fuel his anger was that accursed headache caused by some mocking, dark laughter that continually plagued his mind.

With a mighty roar, the fire swirled around the god as a pillar and several more strands swirled around that. Blazen's humane mind was practically gone and what little was left only told him how to release his anger in the most violent of ways. Blazen dived through the fire, his energy renewed. Blazen would instantly spin backwards and hit Kalmar in his side.

"Out of my way!" Blazen commanded as Kalmar would be sent sailing into a nearby mountain wall. Blazen would then bring his attention to the cause of his anger. Veins pulsed on his forehead from the rage he contained, just by staring at the man.

"You..." Blazen growled, "You're dead." Blazen would then shoot forward, and bring a foot to Ratayu's face, and would push the man to the ground, pinning Ratayu's head between Blazen's foot and the ground. Blazen would then yell and stomp on his face several times before he would kick his side to send him rolling along the ground. In the meantime Blazen would ready a black flame.

"Die!!" Blazen would roar as he threw an orb of black fire, sailing at the man in a corkscrew pattern before it would hit him and explode so largely that the entire mountain would rumble and begin to weaken from the sheer power that god would send at the man.

....California....

Having nothing on the radar, Veronica sighed in boredom. It was easy to do such when out here, running. Sure it was usually fun, but at the moment there was no one to run from. Thus she had no pleasure in this. Looking forward she watched as they entered a jungle and more of the land.

Brandon pushed the gas pedal a bit harder, being sure to be able to blow through some of the pesky trees that stood in their way, but Bryant was safe as he was.

....Quebec....

Timmons had returned when they found a dead end. It was just some locked doors, only labeled as coffee room and restroom. Chances were, they were useless paths. He cocked his pistol again before quickly squatting down by the half man.

"Shit..." Timmons mumbled, unable to believe this man was still alive, he wasn't sure what to do. The only thing that came to mind was to get some morphine. So he quickly began to fumble in his pack for the syringe.

Patterson stopped and as did the men with him. He turned to an air-vent and watched it carefully. There was a silence then some heavy breathing. Patterson took a step forward, then suddenly the ground under Young gave. He gave a yell as Ross and Patterson turned to him.

"Ross pull him out!" Ross quickly grabbed on to Young as Patterson checked the ground under Young to see more trigens try to drag down his soldier. Patterson then began to open fire on the trigens below.

"They're under the floor!" Patterson warned as some ground broke near the newly accompanied group, and the air vent crashed open with a trigen jumping at Ross, luckily Patterson aimed up and shot that one before impact. He returned to ones below. However, because of the sheer number pulling on Young, Ross lost hold of him and Young was lost within the pack of trigens below.

"Young!" Patterson called as he and Ross shot down on the trigens surrounding Young. They could hear his screams of pain, but they were quickly ended as the trigens continually ate at him, forcing death upon him. Patterson sighed in disgust and pushed Ross who was still shooting downward in rage.

"Move, men!" Patterson ordered and began running forward as the ground continually began to collapse behind them.

R.D. looked back again, noticing the Hartnetts had fallen behind. He slowed down the Thunder King to allow them to catch up. While the road in the forest was enough for a single car to get through, R.D. should've taken into account that their tank was considerably larger than a car. It wasn't long before they appeared again, and he soon sped up to match their speeds.

From a distant point on a mountain, a large figure watched the tank and cycle drive on. Crossing thick arms, it waited for the most opportune moment to pounce.

===In Germany===

Kinslayer flashed out and pointed at Blazen just as he spoke. "Show me what you've got," he growled as the God of Fire began his attack run. His free hand shot out and engulfed Blazen's foot, his hand easily larger than the foot, and began to swing Blazen overhead to the ground with unholy might.

Kalmar indeed flew straight into a rocky wall, hitting it solidly with a loud crash.

He coughed up some blood before blinking to clear his vision, "Fuck. What the hell was that?" Coughing some more, he looked up to see Blazen rush Ratayu with reckless abandon.

"Shit." The man tried to force himself up, but no matter how he wrestled with the armor the Demon Hunter seemed stuck.

His armor was cracked where Blazen had kicked him while blood dripped out of his mouth. His body was a mess of gashes and bruises, and he was simply drained from the previous battle. His vision began to blur as he leaned his head back, deciding to rest for a few moments before rejoining the battle.

---- Quebec Research Compound ----

"My name.. doesn't matter." The man coughed up a large amount of blood, his face turning whiter with every passing moment. "Get out of here, while you still can."

Jones shook his head, "We can't do that. There is a scientist in here that we must apprehend. Our mission is key."

"Fine. It is your own deaths you march to." Another fitful cough burst forth from the half man as he slowly reached into one of his breast pockets. "Take this. It will unlock a few of the doors on this level. Find more like this one, and.." The soldier promptly went limp, his now lifeless eyes staring at the ceiling in seeming disinterest.

LCPL. Jones slowly reached out and took the Keycard from the nameless man's now lifeless hand. It was silver with a red lining, coupled with the blood stains from the man it was almost completely bloody.

"Let's move men. We have to find what this Keycard unlocks."

The four Marines with LT. Patterson quickly opened fire as the Trigens ambushed the group.

"Shit!" Baker yelled as Young was dragged through the floor. He opened fire with his sub-machine gun in controlled bursts, not wanting to hit his fellow brother in arms.

The cries of Young being eaten alive caused chills through the four men, but they continued fighting. When their acting commander ordered them to retreat, they wasted no time in quickly taking off. Though they backpeddled as they went, putting down any Trigen brave enough to chase them.

Meta witnesses Gula being reabsorbed by Sin, as well as Hydro's large Fuzen-Mizu fist rising up from the ocean waters and clashing with the mass of chains Sin summoned to counter the attack. Meta made sure to get closer to Sin as she watched on.

"I have a question for you," She said as she looked downwards at the mass of chains knocking back the Fuzen-Mizu fist and forcing a hole to open up in the ocean floor to suck away the waters of the Indian.

"When will you be capable of summoning Gula again? When will he be fighting ready again?" She questioned Sin. "I'm sure we could still use his help, or any other beings you might be able to conjure."

Edited by Morphman on October 13, 2007 at 19:09:47.

Blazen felt another surge of anger power him further. As he fell, Blazen planted his hands on the ground to avoid damaging impact. He then would push his other foot towards Ratayu's face, but it would stop just before contact and a blaze of black fire would shoot from his foot. Blazen, if let go, would then push on his hands to bring himself to his feet once more, crouched. He would stand and spin, both hands filled with black flames and have each shoot out a high amount of marble sized exploding black flames at Ratayu. Each flame would either hit Ratayu or the ground next to him, making rubble fly everywhere.

...California...

"Will you stop messing with the radio already?" Brandon asked, Veronica a bit viciously as a variety of music continued to blare from the tank. From Mexican fiesta music, to heavy metal. Veronica ignored her brother-in-law as she continually turned the dial, looking for something to listen to.

Finally the radio exploded, wires and plugs flying everywhere. Veronica drew her hand back quickly and Brandon, surprised, turned the steering wheel a bit away from the cycle, but soon regained control. They looked back seeing Bryant holding an MK23, smoke coming from the just fired barrel. He placed it in a holster on his left side.

"Now behave." Bryant ordered the two as he looked back at the sky, keeping a watch on it.

...Quebec...

Timmons sighed and placed the syringe back in place, so it wouldn't be wasted. He stood and gripped on his pistol tightly, turning back to his comrades, shaking his head. Hudson looked down and Timmons shook his head back before turning again to watch behind. Then when Jones spoke, the three responded in unison: "Aye sir." Though it wasn't very enthusiastic, more sorrowful and grimly.

Patterson and Ross continued forward as the other four covered them. Finding a door just a few feet behind them, Ross pressed a button and the door flew open. Ross quickly went inside to check for any hostiles.

"Clear!" Ross yelled quickly.

"In here, men!" Patterson ordered and assisted in holding back the trigens as the men would retreat into the door. Once they were inside, Patterson would duck in and allow the door to close, thanks to Ross. Several dents would appear on the door as the trigens attempted to break through the heavy steel door.

"Stack the door!" Patterson would order pointing to some tables and desks. He and Ross would let go of their guns, the strap allowing their weapons to rest on their chest as they ran to a desk. Patterson and Ross would grab hold of a desk and move it in front of the door, then run to another table.

R.D.'s bike wavered slightly when he heard the gunshot, but quickly balanced it out and looked back over his shoulder at the tank. Frowning, he turned his gaze back onto the road and continued on the journey. The hills soon stretched out to plains of dying grass, seeming to stretch on for eternity on either side of the road as they pushed onwards.

His mind wandered as they drove. What had happened here since they left Europe for the Eternal Sanctuary? Was Alasea still okay? Where was Kalmar, and Malvettix? Malvettix. He realized that now Matt was gone and at his hands, Malvettix would most likely be coming after his own head, for denying his friend's antithesis their decisive battle. R.D. had more power than ever before, but his last fight with Malvettix proved that the strange being had many, many surprises up his black sleeves.

With his mind constantly going over what could've happened, it was no surprise he never saw the black fireball streaking down from the skies. Only when it smashed into the asphalt in front of his bike did he notice, as the ground was rent in a massive explosion. He cried out as he and the Thunder King were blasted away while the ground cratered where they were.

His body hit the ground hard, rolling off of the road and into the grass. Growling, he pushed himself up and looked high into the air where the attack had originated.

===In Germany===

Ratayu's armored form was lost amidst a shower of black explosions, each one rending the ground apart and spraying debris and smoke everywhere. However, despite the brutality of the attack, the sound of armored feet treading across the ground could be heard, as a barely-harmed Ratayu stepped from the smoke and raised his left hand.

A sphere of dark power formed, spreading outwards to something larger than his hand as lightning condensed around it. It flashed, and hundreds of finger-thick bolts of evil energy ripped out of its surface at Blazen, spreading outwards in a cone as the deadly barrage started.

"Son of a whore!" Bryant yelled as the tank was shooken in the impact. However the explosion was followed by another, forcing the tank to flip and land on the ground across from RD, landing on its roof. A door was then slid open and Brandon and Veronica crawled out coughing.

"Where's Bryant?" Veronica asked Brandon who was just standing up out of the dust.

"I dunno." Brandon responded quickly backing into the tank, holding his arm.

"Are you ok?" Veronica asked quickly, looking at his arm.

"I think its broken..." Brandon mumbled, unable to move his right arm, "Grab some guns, and lets get on the other side of the tank." Brandon then advised. Silently, but quickly, Veronica grabbed as many guns as she could and tossed them over before jumping over the tank to the other side for cover. Brandon was able to take a few more and joined her. He picked up a Desert Eagle and held it firmly as Veronica took hold of an MTAR21, attaching a stray 6x scope to the top of it. Brandon looked up into the sky for the source of the attacks.

...Germany...

Blazen would squat down and jump into the air, allowing some of the energy to pass under him. He would then make a sphere of black fire around him and use that to defend against the rest. As he did so, within the sphere, Blazen held his hands out to Ratayu. He grew a large black ball of fire in his hands and allowed much of his anger to pour into the ball created. Soon it was fired, ripping through the sphere made by Blazen and would hit Ratayu, blowing through his attacks, and exploding largely upon impact.

R.D. stood up to his full height as a large figure, silhouetted by the sun, slowly descended from the skies. The amnesiac teen calmly walked out onto the destroyed street, making sure to keep his eyes on the being in the air.

The creature landed on the other side of the crater, standing up to his own full height. Blood-red skin melded to gray armor along the chest and abdomen, and black spikes jutted from his back. The left leg from the knee down was completely covered in metal, and the right elbow had been replaced with armored joints and servos. Half of the demon's face was covered in the metal, and across the other half of the face was a gruesome scar. Long black spikes jutted from the back of the head, and the optical sensor in the right side of the face adjusted as it locked onto R.D..

"You... didn't Matt kill you, Xazax?" the teen muttered to the rebuilt demon.

Xazax sneered. "Not quite. While your friend was powerful, I still had enough time to escape before you destroyed my army." A clawed fist clenched, and the demon's weapon appeared. However, what was once a black warhammer was now a giant maul, the head of it surrounded by cruel spikes while a scythe-like blade was attached to the other end. The weapon was nearly as large as the Goldion Hammer Matt had wielded.

"I returned to Shayol Ghul and was rebuilt. My power is now greater than ever, and I'm here to make you pay, Dragon."

===In Germany===

Ratayu swung upwards with Kinslayer as the blast zeroed in, and the sound of an explosion ripped through the air. Light flared around them as the dark fire was sucked into Kinslayer's blade, slowly eating away at it until it was gone completely.

"What was that?" the armored warrior mocked, digging Kinslayer's point into the ground. "Is this what the mighty God of Fire has become? You are weak. Pathetic."

Kinslayer was swung upwards and back down, blasting out waves of crushing dark power at Blazen, tearing the ground apart as they raced towards him.

Brandon watched then ducked back down for a moment. He looked around himself seeing all the guns and looked at Veronica. She was turning her head around keeping an eye out for her husband. Brandon tapped her shoulder. He looked up at him.

"The guy who attacked us doesn't seem to know we're alive." Brandon whispered to Veronica. She nodded then looked over to see the newly rebuilt demon standing before RD with a giant maul.

"Do you think we should help him?" Veronica whispered to Brandon, who shook his head.

"No, we're in no condition to just run out there and fight, we need to wait for the opportune moment." Brandon whispered then got down on his hands and knees, placing his gun in his belt and began to crawl forward, now on his belly.

"For now let's look for Bryant." Brandon then whispered, Veronica nodded and followed doing the same as Brandon.

...Germany...

Blazen growled, he was being taunted? Taunted?! By this creature?! He was a god!

"A God!!!!!" Blazen roared as a pillar of fire erupted from Blazen again, defending him against the dark waves. The ground collapsed even further around Blazen as the waves were driven out of control. The fire remained as Blazen shot through it, opening a hand. In that hand was an orb of white fire and black fire, the mixing opposites spiraled together, unable to truly mix. Blazen would then shove that orb into Ratayu's chest and allow the opposing flames to shoot from his hand in a large blaze, that spiraled in the black and white colors.

R.D. and Xazax continued their banter as the two Hartnetts hid. R.D. had a smirk on his face, as if totally unconcerned about Xazax's reemergence and newfound power.

"Make me pay, huh?" he said, placing a hand on his hip, "Don't make me laugh. I've faced worse than you and I'm still alive. What makes you think you even have a chance?"

Xazax sneered at his old opponent. "You children always take things for granted, don't you?" he growled, towering over him. "Every part of my body, both cybernetic and biological, have been strengthened over a hundred percent. The parts used to rebuilt me came from one of the various worlds you and your bratty friends frequented."

R.D. frowned, unconsciously clenching a fist. It fit, Ziatoch was a world-jumper before He came to Earth. Of course they'd have access to things from other worlds. His smirk slowly reappeared on his face, and he leaned back. "So its back to the usual, huh?" he said, "You attack us, we kick your ass, rinse and repeat? Well, fine by me."

An unfelt wind blew around him as he slowly lowered himself into a battle stance. "This time I'll just have make sure you can't be put back together again."

With a single motion too quick for a normal eye to follow, R.D. drew a Phase Blade and shot forward, striking quickly. Xazax responded in kind, the maul flashing out to meet the sword, and there was a crash of thunder as their attacks met.

===In Germany===

"You are undone!" the armored warrior roared at the God of Fire. Ratayu aimed Kinslayer at the twin fires, its blade parting the ray into dozens of smaller rays that blasted away from him. Black shadows spread out around Blazen as Kinslayer moved, and the shadows stretched out into tendrils, spinning around the God's limbs to hold him in place. Ratayu shot forward with surprising speed, dispersing the flames as he swung his fist with all of his unholy strength at the enraged Blazen's chest.

Blazen was strained tightly and his anger again skyrocketed. He tugged on his arms and legs. Fire and sparks shot from his finger tip and from his breath as he grunted to get free of the stupid tendrils.

"Let me g-..." Blazen was hit in the chest then by the powerful punch. Blazen gasped as blood seeped from his mouth to the floor. His left hand twitched several times and the flames around him died quickly. His breathing hitched and hitched again, unable to steady. Blazen's head hung, his body limping as the final punch finally allowed his body to shut down and slowly make him black out. Blazen's anger died...

...California...

Brandon and Veronica continued to crawl away from the wreckage, but paused at the thunder. Brandon looked up, seeing no clouds. The battle must have begun then. Brandon looked to Veronica and nodded, assuring they were safe still, well as safe as they could be. Veronica nodded back and they continued. Finally they found a body laying face down on the ground.

Brandon stood up and ran, keeping his body low and placed his left arm on the body's shoulder and flipped him over. It was Bryant, out cold. Brandon looked the man over seeing a shard of glass in his shoulder, it wasn't deep but it showed that Bryant had dived from the turret's roof ceiling to escape being crushed from the crash and was tossed a good ways. Brandon removed the shard, waking Bryant in the progress.

"Ow..." Bryant said, slowly sitting up, holding his shoulder as blood began to seep down his arm. Brandon smiled a bit and Veronica quickly lunged at her husband, hugging her tightly.

"Hey, easy." Bryant said. Veronica then put a finger to his lips.

"Shh." Veronica then pointed to the battle over yonder, Bryant nodded and got down in a prone position and began to crawl, as did Veronica and Brandon. They reached the tank again, keeping cover.

"Brandon," Bryant whispered, "we got all the guns here then?" Brandon nodded as Bryant then picked up a 552 Commando, pulling back the hammer. He then looked at the tank and at the thrusters in the back. An idea sprung in his head.

"Let's get this thing to fly then." Bryant whispered, handing Brandon an M11. Brandon nodded, putting that in his belt and getting rid of the Desert Raccoon. They then slowly went to the rear thrusters and began to tinker with the attachments, finally able to force them to face downward. Bryant then looked to Veronica and Brandon a bit grimly.

"Now we just need to get this thing rolled over, but how can we without getting attention?" He whispered, expecting a miracle right then and there, no doubt.

Phase Blade and black maul flashed out repeatedly, slamming against each other in an endless barrage of parried attacks. Despite his newfound strength, R.D. was easily able to keep up with the slowly quickening attacks Xazax was throwing at him. The hammer streaked in from the side, and R.D. ducked under it, rolling to the side before drawing the second Phase Blade and using it to catch the return swing.

"Is that all you've got?" he mocked the demon, holding the frustrated demon cyborg at bay. With a vicious upwards kick, R.D. sent Xazax flying backwards and chased after him. He was soon above Xazax, and before the demon could counter, R.D. drove him right into the ground as he landed on him, pushing off of him and backflipping, sending the cyborg skidding through the ground within a cloud of dust.

===At Germany===

Ratayu sneered behind the helmet as the God of Fire collapsed in front of him. The Binding Darkness retracted, letting him fall to the ground, and the armored warrior towered above him. "Pathetic," he muttered in a loud rumble, "The one who defeated the Dark Balance, reduced to such a weakling... you disgust me. You are not fit to be a god. You are not even fit to be the meanest devil."

Ratayu turned and looked at the pinned Kalmar. "And you, Fallen. Don't think that just because you provided me with one of the vaunted Perfect Weapons that I'll spare you next time we meet."

Slowly the being rose into the air, his body growing insubstantial. "May the both of you rot in the Nightmare Realm for this pitiful display of weakness."

And with that, he was gone.

"ZA WARUDO!" Bryant and Veronica then jumped from there they were, aiming their respective guns at Xazax.

"Toki wo tomare..." They would then begin to fire at Xazax, wasting an entire clip upon the demon before then suddenly shooting up from a wire. As within the tank there were hidden grapples and both Veronica and Bryant hid them behind their backs. They shot up onto the tank that was above Xazax now.

"Roada Rolla da!" The tank would then fall upon Xazax with a loud boom. The heavy vehicle would land dead on Xazax.

"WRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYY!" With Bryant, Veronica, and now Brandon up on top of the Tank they aimed where Xazax was last.

"MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA!" All three would then shoot through the tank, avoiding any real damage to it, and hit Xazax with more powerful bullets. The tank would then barrel roll off and the Hartnetts would land across from Xazax.

"Soshite toki wa ugokidasu." Brandon would then pull out a Sadar from over his shoulder, aim with his left arm and fire four rockets upon Xazax as Veronica and Bryant fired their reloaded weapons on him again.

Edited by Blazen on October 14, 2007 at 13:05:30.

Xazax was picking himself up when it first began. Many of the bullets the Hartnetts first fired pinged off of the metallic armor of his cybernetics, and the demon spun around and erected a barrier to stop the rest. That was when the tank was airborne thanks to the rocket thrusters.

"What the..." was all he got out before it slammed on top of him. He let out an angry bellow as it impacted, but there were no further sounds from him as the three unloaded their bullets through the tank into them. When the vehicle rolled off of him, there was nothing beneath it.

R.D. swore.

As the rockets exploded, it sent the tank flying through the air, and R.D. spotted as Xazax, moving as a blood-red blur, shot up into the air behind it. With an angry growl, the cyborg demon slammed his legs into the vehicle's roof, denting it as he sent it careening back at the Hartnetts.

"Move!" Bryant alerted his family as he, Brandon and Veronica jumped to the side, allowing the tank to fly past them and into a tree, denting it further. Bryant cringed from landing on his shoulder, and slowly stood.

"Ok...that did not go to well..." Bryant said, panting. Brandon was holding his arm, his gun dropped. Veronica stood next to him, keeping him guarded best he could. Bryant would then reload his weapon, despite how useless it may be. He took aim at Xazax's head but didn't fire, Veronica kept aim as well, but remained on Xazax's blind side and didn't bother attacking yet.

Xazax dropped to the ground, brandishing his maul at the Hartnetts in a challenge. R.D. growled, clenching his hands before launching forward. Caught unawares, Xazax bellowed as R.D.'s foot slammed into his side, sending him flying to the side. The demon quickly righted himself, seeming to be unharmed despite the barrage of attacks he endured.

"Well, I guess you weren't kidding when you said you were stronger," R.D. muttered as he landed. "Let's just get serious, why don't we?"

Particles of blue light spiraled into existence around R.D.'s form, settling by the thousands onto his body before forming into the Dragon King Armor. As the shield appeared, it immediately split open and emanated the energy barrier. The helmet remained open, and R.D.'s eyes narrowed. Xazax eyed him warily, noting the new appearance of his armor from the last time they fought.

"Upgrade, huh?" the demon muttered, readying his weapon, "You're just full of surprises."

The visor slid into place, R.D.'s face obscured behind the visor and mouthguard. Ripping a Phase Blade out of its sheathe, he slammed its pommel into the other one, pulling both out and activating the combined Phase Lance. Holding the shield up in front of him, R.D. rocketed forward in a barrel roll at Xazax.

Bryant ran to Veronica and Brandon as RD and Xazax continued to brawl. He crouched next to his brother then looked at the beat up tank.

"There should be some medical supplies in the tank. Let's get over there and patch you up." Bryant and Veronica both assisted the hurt former prisoner up and dragged him to the tank. They allowed him to rest by a tree and quickly Veronica dived into the tank for any supplies. She brought out a medical kit quickly and got back to Brandon.

Bryant kept his Commando trained on Xazax as Veronica gave Brandon some pain relievers and put his arm in a sling. She then came to Bryant.

"You're hurt to, you need to relax, I think RD has us covered." Veronica assured.

"But how in the world can he do all that...?" Bryant wondered under his breath. Veronica then pulled out some antibiotics and injected them into Bryant's arm, and then stiched his wound up and gave him some pain relievers as well.

"Both of you boys need some rest." Veronica then advised.

"Like we can get that here." Brandon said sarcasticly, "We must stay and help RD if we can."

"In your condition?" Argued Bryant, "I could hardly help with my shoulder. We did all that we could, now its up to the kid." Bryant said firmly, ending it there.

Quickly going on the offensive, R.D. lashed out rapidly with the Phase Lance, swinging both blades end over end, keeping Xazax hard-pressed to keep up. Bolts of lightning flared each time as the crystalline blades met the demonic steel of the warhammer, creating shockwaves upon impact.

A particularly hard parry sent Xazax back, his feet digging grooves in the dirt. Swinging his warhammer viciously, Xazax forced R.D. back before he could attack again. "How could you have gotten this strong since our last battle!?" he roared, "This is madness!"

The words inadvertently triggered an old memory of a battle. Something Matt had said. R.D. smirked. It's fitting, this wouldn't be the same without one of Matt's crazy sayings. "Madness?" he said, spinning the Phase Blade around into a ready position. He rocketed forward using the armor's thrusters.

"This... is... Sparta!"

His foot shot up and crashed into Xazax's face, knocking his head back and causing him to bellow in pain. His body was lifted into the air and flung from the force of the blow, and R.D. quickly pursued.

The Hartnetts watched in awe as RD beat around Xazax and sent him into the sky. It was unbelievable that he could do such things to something so big. Although it made them all feel that much more useless, it made them feel safer to know they have such a powerful ally.

Xazax had it. For too long had this boy and his friend toyed with him in battle. Now that this one was taunting him like Willard, he was thoroughly annoyed. Compartments opened up on his chest armor as he stopped his flight, launching dozens of micro-missiles are R.D.. Surprised, he barely managed to get his shield up in time to block one of them, and the blast forced him back down to the ground. Despite landing properly, he was forced onto the defensive as more of the missiles impacted and exploded against the ground.

Stabbing his sword into the ground, R.D. activated the arm cannon function of his armor, forming the ring of light around his wrist and the ten energy pistons to appear around the forearm. A quick shot blasted a missile close to Xazax, prematurely detonating it and over a dozen other missiles in the subsequent explosion. Xazax cried out and moved back, stopping the barrage of missile fire. Thrusting his other, shield-laden arm out and activating the arm cannon in it, he quickly began his own barrage of energy blasts at the demon, who spun his maul around rapidly to block the incoming rays.

Xazax hurtled down at his opponent, his weapon spinning rapidly, continuing to deflect R.D.'s shots away from him. Quickly he closed the distance between him and R.D., preventing him from using his arm cannons. His maul swept downwards, and R.D. swore and leapt out of the way, dashing off with the demon cyborg in hot pursuit.

As Xazax followed, R.D. quickly devised a plan. He'd need to end this, and quickly--while he was certain he wasn't weaker than his old opponent, he shouldn't take his chances, especially with three normal humans on the battlefield. He stopped in his tracks, skidding to a halt, and as Xazax closed in, R.D.'s armored foot swept through the air and crashed into the demon's side, knocking him away. Xazax's armored form crashed into the dirt, cutting a large groove in it as he came to a stop. R.D. turned to face him and dropped into a battle stance, with his right hand held in front of him, clenched into a fist, and his left held behind him, hand open. He smirked, waiting for the moment when Xazax would stand, and unleash his assault.

Edited by RisingDragon on October 15, 2007 at 16:14:00.

Meta looked from her Sadistic father to Sin, and back again. Both of them apparantly wanted her to go with them, and with how the fight had gone so far, it looked as if she would be better off coming back at a later date.

She finally looked at Sin again. "Let us go, Sin." She shifted her gaze to her father again. "Apparantly, it will be best if we leave this place. I will talk with you again later, father, perhaps under different circumstances."

He could see Xazax beginning to recover, and R.D. activated the Godhand in both fists. Bluish-white energy coalesced around his forearms, and then swirled around his entire body into the brief image of a roaring dragon's head.

Xazax quickly stood and spun, slashing the air with his maul. The black weapon unleashed cutting waves of darkness at R.D., but when the demon cyborg attacked, the armored teen was already on the move. He leapt high into the air, quickly obscuring the sun from Xazax's line of sight. Light silhouetted his form, making him an intimidating dark shape in the sky.

And as quickly as he had leaped, R.D. rocketed down, right foot forward. Soaring through the air, R.D. moved too fast for Xazax to attack, and his foot slammed into the earth right in front of the demon. The ground exploded from the pent-up energies, flinging Xazax backwards a great distance. Exiting the explosion, R.D. rocketed forward on the Dragon King Armor's thrusters, quickly closing in on the demon.

His right hand slammed hard against Xazax's center, quickly followed by his left. Over and over again he struck, his hands becoming azure blurs as he struck at insane speeds. The cybernetic armor of Xazax was buckling under the repeated blows, and the demon was screaming. A twisted snarl was hidden behind R.D.'s helmet as he assaulted his opponent. Suddenly he reared back with his right hand, gathering the energy into it.

"God Hand..."

With a vicious uppercut, R.D. slammed his blazing fist right into Xazax's gut. Sparks flew as the power attempted to shred through the armor plating.

"... Smash!"

A small, violent explosion occurred from Xazax's midsection, ripping away pieces of armor and flesh as the demon was knocked away through the air. R.D. smirked.

"Say goodbye, Xazax!"