#avatarxs

“Oni Saibogu, on the scene.”

Genos had been working alone except in those times he followed sensei for most of his life, so the lack of a hero’s association in this city did not really bother him.  Though, there was obvious drawbacks to resuming his hero act with his limited powers as he was about to find out. 

It started when three men started to try to extort a small shop that Genos was shopping at. He had a coupon and the sale was going to run out in fifteen minutes. Obviously, he had no time for the holdup. They were met with a mal with black arms, and black neck with mechanical wires that dug into the side of his chin, and black sclera eyes whose golden pupils shone as they focused in on the men. Mobsters with minor powers, probably. 

The first two were dealt with with two blows of his metal arms, but the third readied a stance. He shouted out a warning about how he could manipulate fire. Genos merely sighed, and raised his own arms in a similiar stance.

“I’ll show you firebending.”

Rather than fire, nothing but smoke came out of his hand. Oh, so he had lost that ability too. he realized a second too late as an explosion hit Genos and slammed him into a wall. Arm twisted backwards, he looked like a modern art piece. His eyes refocused on someone who had stepped into the fight. 

                        give my muse an RPG-style command➽ Accepting

[ Examine Korra ]

You examine Korra from across the street. Maybe it’s a little odd and you could just approach her but you get stopped in your tracks just watching her. You’re incredibly glad that she’s here because you’re not entirely sure what you would do if she wasn’t or how well you’d manage to keep yourself together.

She’s gorgeous and strong and as far as you can tell she’s acclimated herself very well to the city and everything strange that happens. You want to ask her what adventures she’s gotten up to so far or even how long she’s been there. Maybe you will, but not right now; not from your comfy little spot as she goes about her day.

[ Hold in a laugh ]

You watch her fumble something but recover, ducking down as she seems to make sure no one say her. You try to hold in a small giggle but it comes out anyway. She’s precious and every moment of being around her makes you glad that you became closer with her despite all you’d been through with each other. 

[ Approach Korra ]

You stop yourself from having a sad thought, how you’re glad she’s here but how that seems like a selfish notion. You want to make sure she’s fine and that she’ll be okay but maybe that’s just for your own benefit as well. As long as your friends are around you know you’ll be fine. As long as she’s around.

You finally decide to stop observing her, taking in every little detail from the way she laughs down to the way she walks and how her lovely hairstyle moves when she does and you begin to walk over.

⊰ ⚙ ⊱ The fire surrounding the area is intensely hot and smoke fills her lungs regardless of her trying to avoid it. So much for finding her apartment. Still, she has to move on and help whoever she can, even if everything was so consistently confusing since she set foot in this city. 

Escaping the Green Sector would have been generally easy for her, but the presence of enemies is strong and she has to fight her way through to avoid the larger of the groups. She isn’t as able to be stealthy, not with the smoke causing her to cough frequently, but she stays to the lower populated areas, climbing building rubble and attacking from a higher area to surprise the pack of drones below with a nasty shock of her glove to each. And finally, nearly out of the sector she looks up from her latest endeavours to see a familiar face and with it a sudden sense of comfort and hope.

     SCREAMING-- the air was alive with it. Yet for all the destruction, the world coming down, he could still hear the screaming. He dispatched the last of an enemy wave then, with a thrust of his palm for it, sand rapidly climbing its form, and followed promptly by a fist--

                                               CRUNCH! 

                                                          ... and it was no more. 

     There would be no squandering a single second, as swiftly he recalled the sand to his feet, and lifted off the street with the mound his platform. The Kage made haste for one of the many ground zeroes peppering the city, a sharpened gaze of blue-green raking through the rubble and chaos below. Though even of expression otherwise, a solemnity did befall his features; this war was slipping from their favour-- whomever “they” may be in this fight. The citizens; the many alike him perhaps? All from scattered belongings and realities, though together they fought for this place and its preservation.

                       The odds of victory were waning-- no-- he would banish such a thought.

                                              It’s not over yet.

     Screaming again, and the distant thrum of explosions. His attention peaked, his movement slowed and swerved for the sound. As he drew closer, his approach simmered to a hover short of a building now ravaged by the efforts of a large hulking creature. Awe struck his countenance, eyes agape as it tore through the structure as though it were mere paper to its wrath. The sky was falling; raining dust and debris as a large shard of the building’s wall fell for the road below-- for a cluster of the populace. Chakra flaring, with outstretched arms did he will his sand into motion. It pooled at the sidewalk, before rising in an arch over the street, and the wreckage slammed into it, crumbling on contact.

          ❝... Ghh--!❞

     Battles passed still echoed, strength wavering at only half its best as frayed grunts seeped past clenched teeth. But his defense still stood, while the civilians formerly suspended in surrender to death now fled its cover for a safety elsewhere. As was his hope.

[In Sector 3....]

Complete and utter destruction.

Nothing was left of the city in the wake of whatever had been obliterated from the beasts belly, leveling the entire city in nothing but a matter of seconds from the force of the blast. Captives killed when unguarded, and those that were remaining were all counted lucky with the powers that had been restored from the initial impact from the blast. Dust, mountains of dust and rubble were all that scattered over the city and the landscapes. 

It was all gone. 

A large, rainbow like reflecting mirror was covered in front of someone who had survived the initial explosion of the beast. The winds of the beasts movements cause his hair to flow rapidly around him. The motionless creature, standing so much taller over the man was like a ant to a human. The dust cleared the vision, as the eyes of panic and despair were flooded in his eyes. How could they not be? It was like staring down a grim reaper of death, and being surrounded by nothing. No friends, no help, only himself was all he could see for right now. The beast was rampaging around nothing but the remains of the buildings that have yet to fall down from its own power. The man’s favorite jacket was in shreds, and it was only by luck of his power being restored and the advanced equipment of the duel disk on his arm that he was able to protect himself from this beasts attack. 

“How....do I stop it....?”

It was all he could think about, knees giving out in the fear and despair around him. What could he do? His powers had returned for the moment, looking down at the familiar millenium puzzle around his neck. His partner...was not here. Nor were any of his friends. It was him, and him alone against something that looked unbeatable. What kind of monster had such power? What could he do to such a thing that could obliterate a city into dust like that. It was over...

He had failed. 

“Pha-......do-......be-.....”

What was this? Words. Words were being spoken to him, but from where? Eyes gestured around, confused at the sounds his ears were picking up. There was no one nearby, no one he had sensed at the moment. Survivors were near, yes. However, he did not pick up anyone close by. The voice was...familiar too. What could this be? It was then he closed his eyes. It was....his heart? Someone was speaking to him? 

Eyes opened up, inside of his very soul to look onto the face of the one person he knew who linked to this voice inside. His partner....

“Yugi?! How are you here?! It cannot be. You were brought into this world again?” 

“ No, I am speaking to your heart. I am not with you physically. Remember what joey said? We would be with you in spirit always. And it is time you remembered that you are never alone. We are always in your heart. No matter how badly things are, we are always here. You, are always there to help those in need, Pharaoh. Remember; You never give up! Believe in yourself! It’s your move!” 

The pharaoh was taken back, as tears came to his eyes at the words. So strong...and so sincere to him. A smile came to his face, wiping his eyes as he nodded. “ That is right. I had not been able to see it, but I have not been believing in myself, and in my own “Heart”. I can feel it now...there is something I can do here. By the name of the pharaoh, I am going to stop this thing. “ 

A powerful, blinding yellow light came radiating out of the pharaoh’s puzzle, as the eyes of the great king of games opened up once more. The millenium symbol appearing on his forehead with the activation of the duel disk over his left arm. Deck shuffled up rapidly before a right hand was placed over his deck, drawing one card from it to begin his own battle against this thing! Eyes did not even look at the card, as he willed it into the very embodiment of the card he wanted to summon. 

“O’Great beast of war, I beseech thee to come onto the field of battle from across the dimensions. Come forth and grace the field of battle with your fists of destruction and wreak havoc on those who dare to upset the balance in the feet of the pharaoh. Come and do battle within the name of yourself. I Summon...Obelisk the Tormentor!!!” 

The blue, shaded card was placed onto the duel disk with a firm flex of his two fingers. Blue lighting sparked rapidly from his duel disk, appearing to dissolve around him and head up into the darkened clouds of the day. A blasting wave of multiple lightning plots came flooding from the sky, catching the beasts attention as it roared up at the sky, sensing a presence that semi-threatened it. From the foundation of the clouds, appearing down onto the field of battle with a mighty clap of thunder, standing at roughly one hundred and ninety feet tall with wings spanning out, was the god. Dark blue in color, a vicious set of jaws and two huge, building sized fists ready to do battle under the pharaohs name. Looking over at the beast, who had challenged the pharaoh, it roared ready to fight. 

“Obelisk....FIST OF FATE!!!!!”

Right fists balled up, collecting a huge amount of magical and destructive force into its right hand to form the foundation of the attack. Drones of the beast in front of obelisk were being stomped by its steps. Force and strength to level towers with ease as it approaches the face of the beast, right hand cocked back and thrown forward to send a massive wave of pure rage and force at the beast. Strength alone was not enough to force this beast back, but it would be the setting stage for the greatest battle. 

The greatest duel. 

Evie stood atop floor of a basically destroyed building. It actually made her smile as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “This place reminds me of home now…” In the sweetest voice Evie sang as she danced through the rubble.

I'm rotten to the core, core Rotten to the core I'm rotten to the core, core Who could ask for more? I'm nothing like the kid next—like the kid next door I'm rotten to the core.

A group of drones headed towards her, yet she simply smiled. As one fired a projectile as her she stepped out of the way with chaîné with a quick turn only to move into another position. In mid-fight she noticed a crying child, she couldn’t help but let out an annoyed sigh. “Will you shut up and get out of here!? You are like totally annoying!” She used the wooden sword to smack the head off a drone. Did she save the child? Or just want it to shut up? Who would ever know? “I have this just remember that heroes are useless! And are never there!” She did a back flip and landed on the drone so she kicked it down. “When you need them!” It slashed at her which made her growl in anger. From her side pouch she poured hydrofluoric acid on the drone. A beautiful laugh escaped her lips as it ate away at it.

“Street rats!” The more that swarmed Evie the harder it was to dance out of the way. She didn’t want a hero to save her as she knocked another drones head off. What she could use was a friendly face.

“...I wonder...what could have them so torn by terror...that they returned power to us all.”

He could feel the connection, the energy of nothingness flowing through him once again. Standing steady in the empty street, exercising long forgotten abilities as the jagged power shot from the end of his cloak, twisting and coiling around anything within reach. Slowly, his cloak absorbed the energy as it continued to spread, Xemnas soon dressed in the white robes of the superior.

The nobody could only imagine what they had done. For, not only did one or two beings regain power. But everyone had. They needed not a small militia, but an awe inspiring armada. Regardless of the cause, the superior was doomed to oblivion without this city. And so, he would defend it with everything he had. A corridor opened before him, darkness leading him directly to the cocoon that threatened everyone.

((KORRA WILL PROTECT HER : D