[quote=thewizardguy]
Even as Mithias skillfully wove around the attack, which, to a trained swordfighter for a couple of hundred years, had been simply disgraceful. A quick riposte had struck the clone's wing, and, surprisingly, it had come apart as easily as slicing through butter. Presumably, the individual nanobots were moving out of the way so as to minimize the force of the impact. However, the effect was quite noticeable, as the clumsy creature nearly tumbled over in midair. After a second or so, the wing had been rebuilt, and it was once more balanced. However, this was almost surreally easy, especially seeing the two opponents this creature had only moments before destroyed. It was quite clear that this being had no experience with this form of combat.The silence was broken by a shout from below, as Teo rocketed up, his hammer flashing through the air as it smashed into 5's side. It's torso was obliterated, scattering into a billion pieces as the hammer tore through it, powered by not only Teo's physical strength, but the upwards thrust of his personal jet pack. Of course, this intervention from the man who was, still, dressed like a giant banana, did nothing to make the scene seem less surreal. In fact, Mithias had to remind himself that he was not high, and this banana man with the hammer was just a part of this brand new experience.However, from there, things went downhill. This time, it took less than a second for the the nanites to resume their original shape. And instead of forming into the torso that had been smashed, now the creature's upper and lower body were connected solely by a thin metal pipe, whereas the rest had formed into a large four-fingered metal claw, attached to a long metal chain. This in itself would not be that big a problem, were it not for the fact that the claw was firmly attached around Teo's face, a steady hum filling the air as Mithias realized that Teo wasn't moving.To Teo, the world had soon dissolved. One moment,he had been rushing to fight one of the two flying vampires with swords (and apparently hit the evil one), and the next, he was in a bed. He was feeling quite tired, and his body ached like crazy, but it wasn't the ache of a burning wound. He felt.... weary. It hurt just keeping his eyes open, and as he breathed, he could hear a faint rattling from his ribcage. Looking at his hands, they were wrinkled, the skin papery dry. He could see the veins running under his skin, as if it were transparent, although his site seemed to be fading. The good thing was that the pain was fading away. He could hear someone saying something, a language he didn't understand, but it was alright. Everything was slowly fading to black.... but somehow, he felt at peace.In these moments, he felt a strange sense of invasion. It was disturbing, humiliating. As if he were standing naked before an audience, but somehow more intimate. His very memories, his knowledge, his thoughts, his opinions, his very being, penetrated. He could feel something akin to a tentacle rumaging through his brain, and yet, old and frail, was powerless to stop it. A twisting, nearly painful violation of his mind, akin to mental rape.And then he was gone.As the claw released Teo, he plummeted down to the Earth, spiraling due to the remaining energy in his now steerless jet pack. His heart was beating, his subconscious causing him to breathe, his mind completely intact. And yet, he was lost, experiencing his own death over and over, a Hell forged from the memories of a dying man, a torment of events doomed to repeat themselves for eternity. Like a falling meteor, he crashed into the ground below,a bright, cartoonish explosion marking the landing site as several of his more unstable gadgets exploded violently. AS was the nature of a mad scientist.No longer was Mithias staring into a mirror of himself. The nanobots, once more, had rearranged their physical form, and it was instantly clear who this was. Wielding a large hammer, the top of which was a bright red material, it moved into fighting position. His left hand was at his belt, ready to pull out whatever invention he felt was appropriate for the situation, his visor having slid down over his eyes. A cocky smile illuminated the young face, and it was clear that this recreation was completely different from the one Mithias had faced before. The posture, the grin, the movements of the hammer as it wove through the air. Nearly unconsciously, Mithias would have solidified his guard, old habits making him check his footwork, despite the ground being over a hundred meters down. As the clone spoke, it was Teo's voice that was heard. "Looks like I'm going to have to solve this with violence. It's Hammertime!"
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((remeber that Teo cant be mind read))

Teo soon woke up ,reinfalted himself.and realized what was happening
"well that nano machines screwed"
he said with a grin,becuase due to the unstabability of his personality and mind ,would cause the machine to overload.

teo looks down on the holes in his chest

"Thats gonna leave a mark"