The Ultimate Organization II

OOC: That was a pretty tight post Nulix...

BIC: "Xegreny!?" Xardius yelled, distracted for a second. In that second, Bahamut's jaws gaped and sucked in energy, then let loose with a massive beam of neo-energy that slammed into Xardius and Crissilia with the force of a nuclear bomb.

The explosion ripped outward, then stopped, sucked in, and contracted into a perfect sphere in the palm of Xardius' hands. With a roar, he let it loose, slamming it back into Bahamut's gut, which flipped.

Zaxor grabbed his stomach, and grunted. Xardius' eyes narrowed...

 

OOC: Meh, it was an average post. Anyway, WHATS GOING ON?!

 

OOC: After Xardius and the nurse left Enigma in the gas room, Enigma pulled some magic tricks and got everybody out. He then resealed the door, but two people, one of them the guy that attacked Xardius while he was paralyzed, attacked him, and so he yanked open the door...That's the last we've heard of Enigma.

Xardius realized when the nurse checked her watch that something was amiss, and got out of her the fact that those people were dead anyway. He then got really mad, the nurse ran away, and the Brotherhood (Zaxor and Trent attacked); luckily Xane was there. Trent is fighting Xane, and Zaxor is fighting Xardius.

Zaxor controls dragons, so he summoned the king of all dragons, Bahamut. Right after he did this, Xegreny appeared, fully merged with his other and Adumbral.

And that's about all that's happened.

 

OOC: Damn man! Ya'll are getting deep with the Hospital subplot! But hey, that's cool... I guess I'll just go start... mass... stuff...

 

OOC: We aren't on Dark Midgar. We're on Midgard. With a d. It's a smaller offshoot of Asgard. Anyway, that's a pretty good point about the UO being more like a brotherhood and the Brotherhood being more like an Ultimate Organization. Was that DarKnight's intention all along, or was it coincidental?

BIC: Xane doubled back from Trent's kick. Careful not to step over the cliff, Xane grabbed a nearby vine and pulled himself up. Noticing a streak of blood on his cheek, Xane wiped a bit of it off and tasted it.

"Nice," Xane complimented, before taking a stance. "Time for me to get serious."

 

OOC: Meh. Mediocre deep. And I'm not telling, heh heh...

BIC: "Please do," Trent said, beckoning...

OOC: Use some uber attack, or something...damage that smug face! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!

 

With a surprising amount of speed, Xane managed to run up to Trent and kick him multiple times. With each kick, the impact felt harder and harder until Trent felt as if he was being hit something made of steel. Finishing off his attack, Xane kicked Trent in the chin, sending him flying backwards.

 

Trent reeled back, somersaulting to his feet and shaking his head.

"Incredible!" Trent grinned. "You're almost as strong as I am...I'd love to take this nice and slow, but I have to help Zaxor defeat your buddy, so..."

"Raiken Delta!" Trent roared, light swirling around his fists as his hands twisted. "Cry of the Desert Wolf!"

Light roared forward and Trent slammed towards Xane at incredible speeds, his fist glowing with the power of light as he rushed forward...

 

OOC: Naming attacks are we? Huh...

BIC: Xane caught the fist as it reached for him. To be honest, it was partially due to luck that he'd catch something so fast. Trent was no pushover, though. Xane couldn't hold off the attack for long. Trent was soon able to knock Xane over once more. As Xane tumbled backwards, he caught himself with his hand, and was able to push himself off the ground. Quickly leaping into the air, Xane shouted, "Lone Tiger's Fang!" As he descended towards the ground, he raised his arm and used a chop on Trent's right shoulder.

 

OOC: Might as well...

BIC: "Yakunan Doki: Taisei Tengoku Kobushi!" Trent roared, spinning with the blow and mashing a powerful thrust with his left arm at Xane, the attack emitting a blue aura about it.

OOC: That means "Evil Wrath: Blue Kingdom Fist." XD

 

Xane was hit in the chest with the attack and fell forward. Slowly, he got up and hit Trent with a counter-attack. An upward kick. Continuing his assault, Xane followed by shouting, "Ware n Bakari no Sutoraiki!!!" Hitting Trent with a flurry of fists. Xane's arms were moving so fast, that if one looked at him, they wouldn't see them at all. Each hit was directed at a pressure point on Trent.

OOC: That's Thunderous Strikes in English.

 

OOC: It's the move in the videos...

BIC: Trent's body exploded in pain, his muscles spasmed, his mouth gaped, and then...

"Kagirinai Hakkouichiu!" Trent spat, "Kashi Zenryoku!"

Power ripped down into Trent's body, and he broke away from Xane's attack, gasping for breath.

"What...power..." he gasped. "Am I...not strong enough?"

The silence (beyond the fighting to the side of them) was thick with tension as Xane and Trent looked at each other. Footsteps suddenly were heard approaching, and Falcon stood, looking at Trent.

"You have no real power, Trent," she muttered. "You are just an overly large bag of muscles. Pitiable indeed."

Trent gritted his teeth. "That's it...I'll show you all...My ultimate technique!"

"Golden Star Transformation!" Trent cried. "Kutou Hateshinai Umi!

The ground ripped forward as Trent ran forward, all of his power mashing down into his fist, which was pointed at Xane...

OOC: The first one was: "Unlimited Brotherhood. Granted Strength." meaning all the strength one has. The second was "Agonizing Endless Sea."

 

For a minute Xane was nervous. This Trent guy could be twelve times stronger than him. He was part of an elite organization the Brotherhood and he was out for blood. Xane then closed his eyes. Thought about nothing but the goal of defeating his opponent. Nothing could distract him. He was ni some form of total calm. Píngjìng.

Trent's fist was raised. His fist started to come down. As Xane opened his eyes, it almost appeared as if it were moving in slow motion. Without a second's hesitation, Xane shouted, "Shùqiānquántóu!" And a barrage of fists hit Trent. Each hitting a specific pressure point. Each hitting a specific weak spot. Everything precise, with almost perfect accuracy. A immense red aura covered Xane as he let lose a loud battle cry, "Haaaaaa!!!" and struck Trent in the middle of his abdomen with a deadly crack.

OOC: The two attacks presented here are in Chinese. The first one's means Total Calm. The second one means Several Thousands Fist.

 

OOC:Sorry. Went to a car show today.

 

Trent felt the blow hit him, and the power he'd been holding through his will cracked.

The next instant, he was obliterated by the very power he'd summoned.

Falcon sneered. "What a pathetic weakling...when it came down to it, he was all talk..."

And that, as they say, was that. Falcon turned and walked off.

***

Bahamut reeled back from Xardius' next blow, and Xardius nodded in confirmation as Zaxor gasped in pain.

"I see now," Xardius said. "You're connected."

Zaxor's eyes flashed.

"Very well," Xardius said.

"Kill him Bahamut!" Zaxor roared, and Bahamut's next neo-flare erupted from its mouth.

By that time, Xardius was in the air, and the neo-slash was cut in two from Chomper's blow. The next instant, he buried it full hilt into Bahamut's neck, then ripped its head clean off.

Zaxor screamed in pain as Bahamut disappeared from underneath him.

Xardius landed as Zaxor struggled desperately.

Xardius sheathed Chomper. "The end."

Zaxor laughed. "Not quite."

Power lanced out of Zaxor as massive swords twice the size of his body emerged, connected by a thick chain that led up to an even more monstrous blade. Zaxor grabbed the two massive swords, as dragon armor encased his body. His eyes glowed.

"You've just made me angry," Zaxor said. "This is the truth with all the Brotherhood! Their greatest weakness is their greatest strength!"

Xardius sighed, and pulled out Chomper again. "You just don't know when to quit do..."

The next instant, he was flying across the room, his hands bleeding from the force of blocking Zaxor's blow. Zaxor stayed with him, raining blows down on him. Xardius' arms became fragments of pain as the bones crunched together. With a sick crunch, his left arm broke.

Xardius roared with anger, his backwash swing catching Zaxor from thigh to shoulder and blowing him back.

Not a mark remained.

"Pathetic," Zaxor sneered.

Xardius gritted his teeth, and ripped his bandages off.

Nothing happened.

His eyes widened.

Zaxor laughed and charged.

"What!?" Xardius yelled, desperate now, blocking Zaxor's blows.

"You think I'm stupid?" Zaxor howled. "I'm containing your power with Bahamut!"

Xardius realized, then, the full extent of Zaxor's trap. Not only did he unleash Zaxor's full power, but in the same turn, contain his own.

Xardius' jaw became set, and suddenly, the desperation turned into calm intensity.

Zaxor was surprised. Although his blows lost none of their power, Xardius stopped being affected by them.

Radiating from him was the heat of thousands of wars, millions of battles, and every one a triumph. Radiating from him was the cold killing power of a cold-blooded war veteran. Radiating from him was power. Radiating from him was truth. It was enough to chill Zaxor's blood.

Zaxor screamed in fury and gave it his all, the dragon king blades opening gashes all over Xardius' body, but still Xardius stood, unaffected.

With a roar, Zaxor turned all his power into one monstrous blow, his blade going straight through Chomper, straight through Xardius, pinning Chomper to Xardius with the hilt.

Xardius smiled. "The end."

Blood erupted from his mouth as he slammed his right hand down on Zaxor's face and roared the death finale of Zaxor.











"Chaotic Ultimagum!"







Zaxor had time to scream. Then his body ripped apart into thousands of pieces, those pieces disintegrating into tinier atoms, and the very atoms themselves scattering to every corner of the world. All life within ten feet was wiped out instantly, everything shredded with the cacophony of the ultimate spell.

And that, as they say, was that.

EDIT OOC: I gotta go. Hope you enjoyed the fight, Pirate! See you tomorrow!

 

OOC: Yeah! Thought the that Trent would be a bit tougher though...And Jaxed, how was the car show?


BIC: Xane sat down, resting on the grass."Huh," He said. "Need...to rest...." Trent was a tough opponent. Though the fight didn't endure as long as some of his recent ones, this one caused the most pain. Xane looked towards the direction of Xardius' fight. If they were going to face the Brotherhood in the future, they'd probably be much stronger than Trent. He would have to concentrate on all of his fights. If he didn't...they'd surely be his last.

 

Xegreny crossed his arms. "Huh. Guess not. I didn't even get to try out any of my new tricks."

"Well, I can at least try out this one." He said as an afterthought hitting his comrades in the area with special bursts of energy. He'd always been able to heal wounds of others on a small scale. But that ability was mostly useless now. Since half the time, they never got hurt, or had serious injuries. But now that he'd gone on his little adventure, he could do much more. These little bursts healed almost all of his friends' wounds instantly. They'd still be tired and out of strength, but they would also not be bleeding to death.

 

"Xegreny?" Xane asked, panting. "You escaped your psychotic heartless, I guess?

 

"Yup! Suprisingly, he was able to beat me in a fight, outsmart me in everyway, and could manipuate energy on a level I've never dreamed of. Yet.. I came out on top. I guess my soul was just stronger than his. Probably because I've gone thorugh more in life. He's probably never seen, or dealt with some of the things we have as a group." Xegreny said with a shrug. To be honest, a few hours ago, he thought he was dead.

 

OOC: Yeah, but I was running out of time, so...He might come back one day...who knows...But Zaxor is definitely dead, XD.

BIC: Xardius was lucky he'd gotten Zaxor's sword out of him before Xegreny had used the healing power. Slumping down to his knees, he rewrapped his bandages. He was so...tired...

Crissilia knelt by him, a concerned look on her face.

"Xardius?" she asked.

"Hmm, you all right Crissilia?" Xardius asked, fighting to keep his eyes open.

"Are you...yes, I'm fine," Crissilia said, sounding worried. "But..."

"Don't worry," Xardius smiled. "I don't die over trivial wounds like this."

With that, he lost what will there was to stay awake and fell over, sleeping peacefully as his hands cradled the broken Chomper...