Erik gasped when he opened his eyes, finding himself staring up at the overcast sky. With the sound of his thin breath hissing in his ears, he stiffened when glowing green numbers scrolled before his eyes and cryptic letters flashed across an invisible screen.
Erik groaned and shut his eyes as pain slowly registered in his body, though the flashing text did not disappear. Sitting up, he rapped the side of his head, jarring the continuously scrolling numerals, and then tilted his chin until the bones popped in his neck, forcing the glowing numbers to vanish completely.
Blowing a sigh of relief, Erik opened his eyes and frowned when his vision was still tinted in green. Disturbed when he found himself in a crater on the sidewalk below a towering apartment building, he noticed the ground holding numerous deep cracks from heavy impact.
“Did I cause that?” Erik muttered.
The hissing sound slowly gave way to screams and cries of general panic around him. His vision finally cleared to vivid color when he spotted citizens racing away in a panic.
Standing to his feet, Erik turned in the direction they ran from and spotted a darkly suited fighter with long wavy silver hair, blue skin and glowing red eyes on the roof of Farmless Tower, his body surrounded by cackling blue-violet light. He raised his hand, unleashing numerous silvery-blue blades that rained down on the people below, instantly killing several while many of the wounded ran.
“What is that?” Erik wondered in awe, amazed at its incredible power as it towered over everyone else in the tallest building in the city.
The man jumped down from the edge and smashed down into the pavement a thousand feet below, forming deep cracks in the pavement as he landed on bended knee.
Standing with ease, the mysterious warrior turned around and thrust forward a charged hand, releasing a navy sphere. The ball of flame crashed into the side of Farmless Tower, instantly destroying the observation deck and the building caught aflame, instantly burning and throwing dark heavy smoke in the air.
“I need to get it together!” Erik said to himself as the blue-skinned fighter turned away and started crossing the lot. Looking around, Erik noticed an abandoned police cruiser near the apartment complex he stood in front of, its radio cackling. He approached and listened in.
“All defense units, report to Farmless Tower at once,” stated the voice of the dispatch operator over the radio. “There’s been what appears to be a terrorist attack in Menoka at Farmless Tower. I repeat…”
Erik hurried out for the tower, feeling his own energy flare as he sprung into action. “It’s him,” he thought. “It has to be…”
Overhead several helicopters belonging to the Defense Force division cut through the skies, heading toward the mysterious being. Sirens wailed as many police cars also raced for Farmless Tower, followed by ambulances and fire engines. News crews also began driving up, intent on capturing the unfolding story.
The blue-skinned battler suddenly raced ahead, dodging gunfire that the militia unleashed from their machine guns and made a leap, bulleting toward the three helicopters flying above him.
Throwing a sphere of blue flame, one vehicle imploded, and then the warrior waved a hand, unleashing another fireball that crashed into the second, forcing it crashing into the third. The combatant hurled another blast of azure flame toward the ground, smashing into the police vehicles scattered below.
Screams erupted as the police scurried away and the citizens dove for cover. The force of the blast threw Erik as he approached the perimeter, forcing him back on his rear, slightly dazed.
Getting up, Erik shook his head, clearing the fog and clenched his hands as his power flashed stronger around his body.
“Now’s my chance,” Erik mused as the fighter dropped down from the sky, stomping on a police cruiser for his landing as he touched down with a bang.
Stepping off, the warrior kicked the crumpled metal aside, sending it flying several feet. He drew near a woman who held her young child close, paralyzed in fear. The fighter grinned darkly as he stepped up to her and she shuddered, clutching the wailing boy close.
The fighter raised a charged fist and Erik rushed forward, unleashing a large shield. He blocked the crushing blow coming down over them and struggled against the force.
Erik let out a shout and threw the warrior back, throwing him head over heels on the ground. “It looks like I came just in time,” he declared as the shield faded from his hand. “No matter how much you may want to see me, this isn’t the best way to gain my attention.”
“Get out of my way,” the battler growled, leaping to his feet.
“Now leave them be,” Erik snapped. “They haven’t done any wrong to you!” The warrior roared and shot forward a dark charge of light. Erik thrust forward both glowing hands, creating a shield of light that diffused the sphere the warrior released. “End this now!” Erik shouted and clenched his sparking hands. “Or I’ll punish you!”
“You’re not strong enough!”
“I’ll show you!” Erik raced ahead and threw a powerful punch infused with bright blue-white light, slamming his empowered fists into the face of the fighter. The battler’s head whipped back and he crumpled onto the ground. Erik stood over him, heaving for breath. “This is your last warning!”
“What immeasurable strength…!” a nearby officer cried.
“He defeated the monster!” said another.
“Not yet,” Erik called to the crowd. “He might get up again…”
“What are you?” bellowed a third.
Erik looked up, spotting a uniformed officer wielding a gun and badge standing offside. “I should ask you the same,” he called back.
“I am the district chief of police,” the officer snapped, pocketing the badge. “First of all, explain all this commotion and watch your answer.” He waved his pistol at Erik. “If it’s the wrong one, I might have to pump you full of lead!”
“I’m sorry for all this,” Erik said, “but this monster, he was created to destroy.”
“Created? Monster?” The police chief let out a short laugh. “Look, kid, don’t talk nonsense! I’ve about had it with you!”
“I would love to explain, but first you must vacate the city…”
“What the hell?”
Erik gasped as thunder rumbled overhead and violet lightning crackled around them. He quickly put up his hands in guard, waiting for the fighter’s next move as a harsh cold wind blew forcefully around the area. Erik looked up, noticing falling snow. “Thunder-snow…” he thought. “That means…!”
“On my count!” the officer shouted. “Ready!” The other assembled officers raised their weaponry
“Wait!” Erik cried as haunting manic laughter filled the street and a stroke of violet lightning struck near him, unleashing a blast of crystalline spears spiking up from the ground.
The fighter leapt to his feet, with half his face cracked and parts falling off, showing pale porcelain white skin underneath. His silver hair had black and navy streaks and one eye glowed violet as he snarled at Erik in return.
“What the flying hell?” the chief of police screeched. “That monster got up!”
“I wanted to see you, dear brother,” the mysterious fighter sneered. “You awakened too late, however…”
“Men, be on your guard; this one looks pretty nasty…” The chief officer pointed his pistol at Erik’s opponent. “Alright here, just what are you?”
Erik noticed one thin heavily armored guardsman trembling in fury, standing next to the smashed cruiser, wielding a submachine gun in hand. Large dark mirrored aviator sunglasses covered his eyes and he pushed them up with shaky hands, and then adjusted his aim.
“I’ll reduce you to ashes,” the officer screamed, “you spineless piece of chicken shit!”
“You fool!” the chief of police screeched and the junior officer opened fire. Erik ducked as the bullets tore into the blue-skinned battler.
“What’s this?” Erik’s opponent grumbled as the bullets slammed into him, denting upon contact. “Interesting…”
“Fire!” the officer shouted and the rest of the police officers joined by the Defense Force soldiers let out a torrent of bullets with their pistols, shotguns, rifles and machine guns. The warrior let out a terrified wail as his body was consumed in a hail of gunfire and he fell back, crashing into the earth.
Erik cautiously stepped forward once the soldiers and officers ran out of bullets after the dust cleared. Standing over the battler, he found his body still and his eyes closed.
Bending down toward the fighter, Erik gasped as the once-dead eyes snapped open. The warrior grabbed Erik by the throat and Erik let out a yelp when thrown back with force. His body smashed into a police cruiser, crashing out the windshield.
“Did you enjoy tearing me to bits, gentlemen?” the mysterious warrior asked as he stood to his feet with ease. The dark blue skin that cracked under the barrage of bullets crumbled and fell away, revealing more pale skin underneath.
“What the hell…?” the chief wailed, backing away.
Erik grunted as he wriggled out of his crumpled position and fell over the hood of the car, landing on his face in the pavement. “Get away,” he groaned as he staggered to his feet. “His power was dampened before, but he’s going to use his true power and it’s even worse!”
“I might have to kill you now,” said the young man as he clenched his hands that sparked in green electricity. “But oh well, you get it, eh?”
“Everyone, get out of here, now!” Erik screamed when a high whine came from the young man as he raised his sparking hands surrounded by green light.
“No!” Erik hurried before the group of officers and generated a large tower shield, blocking spewed blast of flame aimed at him. The shield turned to dust on contact and Erik clenched his hands that glowed in golden light. “Wilhelm, cease your fight with these people now!”
“Why not, Ferdian?” Wilhelm spat. “I love terrorizing innocents… it gives me something for us to do.” Erik clenched his teeth as the young man laughed. “I have fun and you clean up playing your little super-hero game!” he vaunted.
“I’ll restore whatever you destroy every time,” Erik snarled as he thrust forward a hand. “Don’t make me break you!”
“I’ve yet to see you even try to cancel my destruction…”
“If you keep this up, then I will have to!”
“Tch, then stop pretending to hesitate, Brother!” Wilhelm beckoned to Erik. “Come on, do your worst. You know we were made to oppose each other!”
“Yes, for me to keep you in check!”
“Then check!” Erik grunted from a lightning-fast blow to the face that sent him hurling fast forward to the ground. He slammed into the pavement below, throwing up large chunks of concrete flying in the air.
“You’re exposed, you irritant!” Erik struggled to sit up as Wilhelm generated a large sphere of black light that cackled in violet electricity. The air around them plummeted to below freezing and the officers panicked, scattering at once seeking warmer air.
“You did it, Wil,” Erik groaned, forming a golden long sword with a winged hilt from his remaining energy. “I didn’t want to use this… but now, it’s my turn to destroy!”
“Shirafunei! Stradir!” Erik thrust forward the blade before Wilhelm let lose his charged attack, slicing down into Wilhelm followed by a wing of silver light. “Kenzan Karin!”
A giant blast of white light erupted, blinding Erik completely and a high whine droned in his ears as intense pain washed over him. His vision slowly turned to red, then to black.