"Samira, dear. Why do you cry; I now one of darkness lack a heart. Though I do miss those emotions, they shant come back. Love, hate, sorrow, joy, fear, all gone. I only get the thrill when fighting, and when I lose, I do show anger, though I don't really...feel it? I am just so caught up in trying to think in what I may have learned." Naze sighed and hung his head slightly with his eyes half open. "Though I do miss those emotions, they are to never return, not under my will." He paused, ending his part on that topic. "Thank you, for your cooperation, though I gained nothing from it. I still want to find Awai as soon as possible, not to fight, no. Merely talk man to man, though I haven't much to say, there may be some questions. Well, might as well go now while I have time. Fare well." Naze was engulfed in the darkness again, seeming almost sad. The darkness reformed before the Dojo on witch Yun was, or he had hoped he was still there. Naze walked forward, his cain leading the way as usual. He stopped before the door and brought up a fist and knocked strongly on the door. He waited with a smile for an answer.

(OOC: Make the reflection being get a reflection of itself, of course! However, what does it matter if it's level is the same as mine? You never actually stated he is the inverse of me (except for the colours perhaps) in mental things as well... :P)

"Oh?" Morph wondered.

"I don't know anything about the war," Matt said.

But...if this world's Primary Gate has to do with this war somehow, I might have to fight...

"Hmmm? Yet another who treats guests poorly? Children these days..." He sighed as they attacked. He closed his eyes as they lunged at him, all ready to kill him at the same moment, none behind the other. Naze knew this and wasn't bothered. He vanished from his spot and appeared behind them. Though he assumed they'd change thier direction at that instant that didn't stop him from snapping his fingers letting a large pillar of flames shoot up and burn the ninjas to ash. Though he let one live, if all were hit.

R.D. sighed and pulled out the rod he had found earlier, examining it. He was curious about the small crystal that was held above it, wondering what its purpose was for. The entire thing felt strange in his hands, as if it belonged there. Was this a part of his own past?

He held it out in front of him, unconsciously squeezing it upper part of its handle. What happened next caused him to yell out and stumble backwards.

The crystal suddenly elongated and lengthened, turning into a sharp, straight-edged crystalline blade. It still floated above the hilt, and gave off a subtle blue glow.

"What the hell kind of sword is this?" he asked no one in particular.

Matt blinked as he looked at it. "Apparently an awesome one."

R.D. tested it out, swinging it experimentally in the air away from the others. Part of him seemed... delighted at how light the weapon seemed, almost as if it were an extention of his own hand. That delight frightened him a bit. After a bit, he looked over the handle and squeezed the lower half of the hilt, causing the crystal blade to resume its orignal, tiny jewel form, and pocketed it again. He looked over at Matt and asked, "Are things like this normal in this world?"

Edited by RisingDragon on September 27, 2006 at 16:54:07.

"Pssh." Matt shrugged. "Hell if I know."

"Shut up a minute," Hugo interrupted. "I'm trying to scan the area for any more rips..."

His small eyes widened. "Uh oh."

"'Uh oh'? What 'uh oh'?!" Matt demanded. "Clarify that 'uh oh'!"

"Matt..." Hugo looked up to his taller companion. "I need to speak to you." He glared at R.D. "Alone."

"All right..." Matt looked to R.D. "Excuse me for a minute." With that, he and Hugo walked off together, intending to stand a bit away from the main group to discuss Hugo's find.

R.D. blinked as the met glared at him, then shrugged. He walked around, before finally clambering up the small hill back into the old building, looking for more things that might help him or previously belonged to him.

Crouching in order to talk to Hugo more evenly, Matt's eyes widened behind his glasses. "Are you SERIOUS?" he whispered explosively.

"Dead serious." Hugo leaned on his pickaxe casually but he still looked worried. "It's Psycho Power. No doubt."

"And it's coming from another huge rip?"

"I just said it was, Matt."

"F***!" Matt glanced over his shoulder, toward R.D. and Juno. "Bison was hard as hell to beat last time...and I'm not sure if anyone's at Akuma's level of power here."

"We might need their help anyway, if Bison's involved," Hugo said.

"Yeah, you're right..."

R.D. blinked as he heard Matt curse, and poked his head through a window, looking at the two of them, only earning himself another glare from Hugo.

"Feh," he said, and turned back inside, continuing his search. However, it proved fruitless, as there was nothing around. However, it occured to him that the room looked as if it were caught in some battle.

Well, that doesn't make sense. If there was a fight and I got defeated, why am I uninjured? Why aren't I dead?

Another thing occured to him.

"Do I even want to know?" R.D. whispered to himself.

OOC: Perhaps we should wait for DragonFire a bit more before moving on?

OOC: Yeah, we should. He's getting left out, practically.

(You pig, Juno! You hairy fat pig! Attacking me in such a manner!)

Naze nodded and accounted for each attack. Three stabs, two slashes, and one drop kick.
"Meh." He mumbled as they drew closer. Naze began spinning his cain. It let it hit the ground below him hard. A blaze of gouka and the electric aura surrounded him. "You see me? Well look again..." He said as his being as well as the auras began to skip, like a messed up movie reel. Going frame by frame slowly. Naze in it raised his left hand and a a bolt of lightning struck him making him flash then shoot at the katana wielding ninjas. His speed more than matched them as it seemed Naze had matched the number of ninjas, three on three. His cain turned into the hellish sword again, witht he platinum ball at the butt. Each of them knocked away the katanas with thier speed and slashed threw the ninjas. Weather his attack failed or not he moved on still keeping his speed. This time after the dagger men, again he matched thier numbers. Only two, he went passed then behind them and aimed his free hand at thier back as they attempted thier planned slash. His hand created an orb of darkness with the same electric aura and shot at the ninjas, it was able to engulf them and turn them to nothing. He was also directly behind each, at such range and at the speed he was going there wasn't much of a chance of avoiding the attack, let alone gaurding. "Hmmmm..." He turned to the four ninjas and split himself into four and dashed at them. He stepped to the side of them, his sword ready to block any attack. He slammed his palm into thier faces and blasted them with another dark blast, mostlikely ending thier lives as well. After finishing his attack with them the four Nazes jumped up at the one in the air. They all slashed at him several times and then shot a large beam of darkness at him after thier combos. Again at such range and speed, seemingly unable to avoid, though a slim chance of a guard, though from the blast it would prove most useless.

(Fun yet?)

*DragonFire disappears to another planet and unleashes Dark Dragon, yet this time the evil that was once in this beings heart was now pure*

Dark Dragon: Yes my lord?

DragonFire: Dark Dragon, now is the time to train, to be ready for a great evil that aproaches... We must be ready to help our friends...

Dark Dragon: Yes, my lord, I understand, I will begin preperations right away!

DragonFire: Very good... *he sits and watches through his ring of fire, watching everything that happens on earth*

OOC: ...well, that takes care of that problem.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a problem," Matt said, walking toward the group again with Hugo in tow.

R.D. walked outside of the building, giving up on his search of it.

"What kind of problem?" he asked.

"An old friend of ours is comin' into town," Matt explained, his face grim. "And if I know him right, he's gonna be turnin' his crazy eye on this place."

"We're definitely going to need help to take him out," Hugo said.

Matt sighed. "It's just a thing I say. Look, trust me-we NEED to work together on this one."

R.D. looked at Matt, then Juno, then Matt again.

"Why are you asking my help?" he asked. "I have amnesia. I have a sword, but I doubt I know how to use it."

He shook his head and sighed. "I'll help, but I don't know how much good I'll do. But first you have to explain exactly what this 'old friend' of yours is."

R.D. shot an annoyed look at Juno. "That just makes my day, you know? I wake up with no memory, nearly get killed, get threatened, then promised the end of the world. Thanks a lot, Juno."

Matt looked down. "Well, that's fine, Juno. If Bison's involved in this war, I'll let you know if I can."

Matt looked to R.D. "There's no time to get allies...we gotta investigate this ourselves."

R.D. frowned as Juno disappeared, then turned to Matt and Hugo.

"Before I go anywhere, I want to know who this Bison is."