Part 10 (Click to Show)
Silence engulfed the battlefield. The ominous red sky, piles of what used to be buildings didn't help ease the worry of the young adventurer.
"Aw man...Just what the hell just happened?" Nero was stunned, trapped in deep confusion. He could no longer tell what was right or wrong. He SAW what had happened inside the black rune, the fact that Lucario was controlled by...something that had caused him to go berserk was known by him. But something struck him as odd: "Why did Luke kill the beast first and not them? If he had been conscious, why did he attack Fr0st, Aiman and Rafael?" But more importantly was what was happening right in front of his eyes. Blood was slowly dripping down Luke's blades, his eyes wide open. Because in front of him was a man who should've been knocked out cold.
"RAF! YOU'RE ALIVE!" Nero shouted. Not that anyone could hear him, that is.
"Yo, Luke. Missed me?" His hands holding Luke's blades, blood dripping from his hands. Luke immediately jumped back to gain distance. Then Raf bent down near Aiman and grabbed hold of him.
"Haz...Do you have to mess him up this badly, Luke? Wait here while I put him somewhere safe." Then turned back and walked away. Luke tried to take advantage of the opportunity to attack, but he suddenly stopped. As if there had been invisible chains binding him. After Raf returned, he said:
"Alrighty then. Ready for some action? I'll let you make the first move." Then with a provocative gesture, he stood there, brimming with confidence. Luke flew in and slashed Raf's neck. He managed to dodge it just in time, when the blade was just a hair's breadth away from his neck. Then in an instant, Raf lauched a counterattack with his two weapons, which are glowing white. Luke tried to parry it, but the scythe and spear sliced through Luke's weapons like butter, which forced him to teleport away.
"Ha. Not so high and mighty now eh, Luke? I didn't waste any seconds after you sent me flying. While "enjoying" my bumpy ride, I took the opportunity to charge my weapons to sharp perfection. With these babies, none of your tricks will work. Now then, drop the copycat act because you're DEAD if you're not serious." Raf pointed his scythe at Luke.
Luke let out a powerful shockwave, almost knocking Raf away, then his body's glow intesified. He teleported right in front of Raf and kicked him right at the stomach. Raf barely avoided it by backstepping, then reaped Luke with his scythe, then chained another stab with his spear. But with his bare hands, Lucario knocked them up into the sky, leaving Raf unarmed. Raf tried to make his escape to get his weapons, but it was too late. Luke grabbed him by the neck slammed him down, hard. In his struggle to get free, Rafael managed to throw dust at Luke's eyes. Experiencing sharp pain, Luke threw him away like a ragdoll "conveniently" at the direction of the weapons. Raf took hold of the weapons and re-absorbed the energy he had stored inside them. After the white lights faded, Raf stabbed both his scythe and spears into the ground. He cracked his knuckles and entered a fighting stance.
"Let's make this personal, shall we?" After removing the dust in his eyes, the moment Luke turned around was when his face was greeted by Raf's rock hard fist. Luke pulled Raf by the arm and executed a flurry of attacks. With only one hand, Raf had successfully blocked most of the hits and kicked Luke right at the groin. The kick had weakened Luke's grip and Raf performed a stunning uppercut, knocking Lucario up in the air. But in a blink of an eye, Luke wrapped behind Raf and threw him up in the sky, then gave him a taste of a chain of aura explosions. Raf was blown away by the explosion and crashed down hard into the piles of rubbles. When he came to, he could feel a sharp pain at the top of his head. Along with an intense heat, he could feel something flowing down his face. When he touched to check, it was hot, red blood.
"Aw man...There goes my perfectly made hairdo." He wobbly climbed up the rubbles and saw Luke standing in front of him, staring at him eye-to-eye.
"Hah...Come on, Luke. That's all you got? You single-handedly took down the entire shadow army AND Draknar. Why can't you even beat down ONE bastard? I know inside you contains an improbable power. Tap into that power and vanquish him!"Luke sent him flying with a simple swing of his hand and Raf landed near Aiman's "body". Tattered, beaten, he mustered all his strength to stand up and shout:
"I can hear it...Your plead for help. Let me tell you one thing...WHY THE FUCK DID YOU ASK FOR OUR HELP?! We're your friends! Your comrades! It's natural for us to do that. JUST DO YOUR FREAKING BEST AND KICK THAT BASTARD'S BUTT! Don't let him control you anymore! We got your back, mates. The three of us!" His cries were loud and clear. His face was hardly visible under the tears. And then...A single drop of water dropped from Lucario's eye. Then Rafael felt something sharp behind his back. In an instant, all of his wounds were healed! The fatigue was gone, his bleeding head was healed and his blond hair...still ruined by the bright red color of blood.
"What the...Ai?" When he turned around, he saw Aiman-fully healed though still looked dirty due to the clothes.
"Yeah, it's me and DON'T CALL ME AI! I told you that!" Aiman didn't like that nickname one bit.
"Haha. Still has strength to yell huh? Didn't you say something about "Can only heal twice"?"
"Adrenaline. It can boost a human's innate abilities to the max. So it's like my skills are fully recharged! Though it still hurts like hell. Now what?" Aiman asked Raf a question "only Captain Obvious can answer".
"Simple. It's time to rescue our comrade." Both of them looked at Luke ,their eyes filled with determination.
"Aw man...Just what the hell just happened?" Nero was stunned, trapped in deep confusion. He could no longer tell what was right or wrong. He SAW what had happened inside the black rune, the fact that Lucario was controlled by...something that had caused him to go berserk was known by him. But something struck him as odd: "Why did Luke kill the beast first and not them? If he had been conscious, why did he attack Fr0st, Aiman and Rafael?" But more importantly was what was happening right in front of his eyes. Blood was slowly dripping down Luke's blades, his eyes wide open. Because in front of him was a man who should've been knocked out cold.
"RAF! YOU'RE ALIVE!" Nero shouted. Not that anyone could hear him, that is.
"Yo, Luke. Missed me?" His hands holding Luke's blades, blood dripping from his hands. Luke immediately jumped back to gain distance. Then Raf bent down near Aiman and grabbed hold of him.
"Haz...Do you have to mess him up this badly, Luke? Wait here while I put him somewhere safe." Then turned back and walked away. Luke tried to take advantage of the opportunity to attack, but he suddenly stopped. As if there had been invisible chains binding him. After Raf returned, he said:
"Alrighty then. Ready for some action? I'll let you make the first move." Then with a provocative gesture, he stood there, brimming with confidence. Luke flew in and slashed Raf's neck. He managed to dodge it just in time, when the blade was just a hair's breadth away from his neck. Then in an instant, Raf lauched a counterattack with his two weapons, which are glowing white. Luke tried to parry it, but the scythe and spear sliced through Luke's weapons like butter, which forced him to teleport away.
"Ha. Not so high and mighty now eh, Luke? I didn't waste any seconds after you sent me flying. While "enjoying" my bumpy ride, I took the opportunity to charge my weapons to sharp perfection. With these babies, none of your tricks will work. Now then, drop the copycat act because you're DEAD if you're not serious." Raf pointed his scythe at Luke.
Luke let out a powerful shockwave, almost knocking Raf away, then his body's glow intesified. He teleported right in front of Raf and kicked him right at the stomach. Raf barely avoided it by backstepping, then reaped Luke with his scythe, then chained another stab with his spear. But with his bare hands, Lucario knocked them up into the sky, leaving Raf unarmed. Raf tried to make his escape to get his weapons, but it was too late. Luke grabbed him by the neck slammed him down, hard. In his struggle to get free, Rafael managed to throw dust at Luke's eyes. Experiencing sharp pain, Luke threw him away like a ragdoll "conveniently" at the direction of the weapons. Raf took hold of the weapons and re-absorbed the energy he had stored inside them. After the white lights faded, Raf stabbed both his scythe and spears into the ground. He cracked his knuckles and entered a fighting stance.
"Let's make this personal, shall we?" After removing the dust in his eyes, the moment Luke turned around was when his face was greeted by Raf's rock hard fist. Luke pulled Raf by the arm and executed a flurry of attacks. With only one hand, Raf had successfully blocked most of the hits and kicked Luke right at the groin. The kick had weakened Luke's grip and Raf performed a stunning uppercut, knocking Lucario up in the air. But in a blink of an eye, Luke wrapped behind Raf and threw him up in the sky, then gave him a taste of a chain of aura explosions. Raf was blown away by the explosion and crashed down hard into the piles of rubbles. When he came to, he could feel a sharp pain at the top of his head. Along with an intense heat, he could feel something flowing down his face. When he touched to check, it was hot, red blood.
"Aw man...There goes my perfectly made hairdo." He wobbly climbed up the rubbles and saw Luke standing in front of him, staring at him eye-to-eye.
"Hah...Come on, Luke. That's all you got? You single-handedly took down the entire shadow army AND Draknar. Why can't you even beat down ONE bastard? I know inside you contains an improbable power. Tap into that power and vanquish him!"Luke sent him flying with a simple swing of his hand and Raf landed near Aiman's "body". Tattered, beaten, he mustered all his strength to stand up and shout:
"I can hear it...Your plead for help. Let me tell you one thing...WHY THE FUCK DID YOU ASK FOR OUR HELP?! We're your friends! Your comrades! It's natural for us to do that. JUST DO YOUR FREAKING BEST AND KICK THAT BASTARD'S BUTT! Don't let him control you anymore! We got your back, mates. The three of us!" His cries were loud and clear. His face was hardly visible under the tears. And then...A single drop of water dropped from Lucario's eye. Then Rafael felt something sharp behind his back. In an instant, all of his wounds were healed! The fatigue was gone, his bleeding head was healed and his blond hair...still ruined by the bright red color of blood.
"What the...Ai?" When he turned around, he saw Aiman-fully healed though still looked dirty due to the clothes.
"Yeah, it's me and DON'T CALL ME AI! I told you that!" Aiman didn't like that nickname one bit.
"Haha. Still has strength to yell huh? Didn't you say something about "Can only heal twice"?"
"Adrenaline. It can boost a human's innate abilities to the max. So it's like my skills are fully recharged! Though it still hurts like hell. Now what?" Aiman asked Raf a question "only Captain Obvious can answer".
"Simple. It's time to rescue our comrade." Both of them looked at Luke ,their eyes filled with determination.
AW YEAH! PART 10! Look out for part 11! And 12...and 13.