Crazy Scion

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Foe the last time. I am not undead Master Chief!

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Royal Rumble!

David was running as fast as his legs would carry him, deadest on reaching the road. He knew if they could reach the road He could make a portal and escape. His hopes were dashed when he realized Christine was chasing them. He had seen that girl roll in and she was fast as hell. "Maybe she won't do anything crazy with her sister near?" David thought, but then felt a stumble from on his right he looked back as Katherine start pleading with her sister to let her go and that the demon was helping her. He saw her cough up blood though and was so shocked he didn't even see the beholder. A barrage of ice cycles flew into his legs while he was distracted, "Guess she had faith in her aim." David thought as he felt several cuts along his legs and a shard of ice was stuck in his left calf. He couldn't stay on his feet and fell to the ground dragging poor Katherine with him. He luckily ended up accidentally ducking under a bunch of shurikens when he fell. "Well, this is bad." He thought as he struggled to get to his hands and knees.

He was surprised when he didn't get immediately kicked on his ass. He heard Clara start lecturing Christine, apparently, Kath had gotten through to her enough that she had paused her attack. Yuuto likewise seemed to be waiting for the outcome of the argument. This was good as it gave David time to think. He could feel that his leg was bleeding, but the ice shard was actually soothing the wound a bit as it melted. Still, Clara was trying to convince Christine that everything Katherine said was a lie. He was getting agitated, but her talking was distracting everyone, so he needed to make the most of this opportunity.

As Clara spoke he whispered, "Open." and opened the square portal on his chest. This portal connected to a shelf in his garage which was filled with bookshelves and racks of all kinds of random objects. The walls and back of the shelves were covered in circles and squares of varying shapes and sizes designed to make it easy for improvise portals to connect. David reached inside and awkwardly grabbed a high-pressure nozzle, complete with a grip and release bar, and set it on the ground underneath him. He hoped his body would obscure it from view while he worked. "Close, open, open." He again whispered. A portal opened on the back side of the nozzle and the one on his chest closed and reformed in an instant and he reached inside.

This portal was special as it was not connected to David's house, but to one of many, he'd hidden in Mephisto's. David had taken every opportunity to explore the school and hid portals everywhere he could. This one was inside a fire hose cabinet placed right over the turn nozzle. The other portal on the back of the high-pressure nozzle led straight to the outflow pipe. He grabs the wheel on top and starts turning.

As Clara finishes trying to talk Christine down she seems to get distracted by something. David notices the pause in the conversation and looks over in time to see a black portal opens in the air. "That's not fair," David muttered upset that his portals were far less convenient than her's. However, what came out of the portal crushed his envy with a feeling of panic. The crazy missile girl, Bak, came skidding out of the portal carrying a feeble looking guy bridle style. Vitorrio looked like a corpse in her arms and David actually flinched when she hit the ground. His sympathy wasn't long as another portal opened a man, Rurik, fell onto the scene. David had never seen him before but knew that reinforcements were a bad sign. "I may need a lot more 'fire' power then I thought." David pondered. Bak starts pleading with Clara to heal Vitorrio. David uses the distraction to close the portal on his chest and start drawing additional circles on his shirt. He creates a set of seven circles on the inside of the big circle and square, then draws circles on the palms of his hands and along his forearms. His leg was starting to feel numb, but the ice had completely melted away. There was a lot of blood pooling around his left calf. He was pretty sure he couldn't stand without help. He was going to have to rely on Kath to get him to the road now. However, he wasn't going to let himself be dead weight.

As he finished drawing circles around his chest and on his back he had to pause as Clara summoned a demonic looking bear from her book. It seemed his enemy had settled their affairs and were ready to attack again David was starting to feel the huge power gap going on when looking at that bear. He was not looking forward to getting mauled to death today. However, the world really liked to fuck with him it would seem because Rurik walked up to the bear and literally exploded it in front of everyone. The things guts flying everywhere. "What the fuck?" David said allowed "Did he just? Fuck this City." it seems Clara also took offense to this and they argued a bit. David was in shock still and ended up wasting the time listening instead of working. As Clara and Rurik settled the matter things took a turn for the worse when Rurik challenged Katherine to a duel in front of everyone. At the same time, Clara ordered Yuuto to protect him. "They got to be mocking me?" David thought, "I'm on the ground crippled, so she shows pity to win brownie points with her subordinates. Well, fuck that shit. I might not be able to stand, but I can fight." he thought angrily

As Rurik stood at the ready David felt a steady anger building. That asshole wanted to fight the Demon, but all David saw was a scared girl. In his anger, he yells at Rurik in front of everyone, "Yeah your a real tough man! God murder must get you rock hard you sick fuck!" David turns his head enough to look right at Rurik with a death glare, "So, you want to fight?! Then why don't you fight me instead?!" As David makes this declaration he would roll off his hand and knees and onto his back. Rurik would then see the high-pressure nozzle aimed right at him."Now get fucked!" David would shout as he wracked the handle. A one hundred foot jet of water would shoot out and right into Rurik. In the distance at Mephisto's school for the Wickedly inclined, the fire alarm would start to ring as the pressure sensor is tripped. Unfortunately, with no one at the school due to the tournament, it would take hours for the fire department to figure out the cause and shut it off. David would let the water flow for several seconds before turning it off. If Rurik came at him, then he had another surprise waiting.

Royal Rumble!

David hadn't expected the demoness to practically collapse into his arms and was actually not sure how to take this sudden show of vulnerability. He gave her a half-hearted one-armed hug as she leaned into him. "Was she just faking the tough girl act at the tournament." He thought to himself as he gently pushed the Demoness off him by her shoulders, "OK, look I'm glad you trust me, My names David by the way," He quickly adds, "but now isn't the time to break down. I need you to put the tough girl act back on at least until we can get out of this park. I have the ability to create portals using this fancy pen here, but it's difficult to do with dirt and trees. If we reach the street I can portal us to my house, then we can relax and figure this all...Ah shit." It seemed David had even less time to act then he thought as a girl wreathed in ice, Christine, skated up to them at an insane speed. "Did I just see a car crash because of the ice in the distance?" David had little time to dwell on this as Christine started rapid fire accusation's about Katherine's identity. At the same time, another girl who David thought looked like she shopped at Hot Topic emerged from seemingly nowhere. The worst part was she called David out by name so there was no playing dumb with her. He swears he knew her from the student council but didn't really pay attention given he never saw any of them at night. Well, except for the crazy cyborg girl with an itchy trigger finger, but he just avoided her for safety reasons.

He wasn't sure what to do. They all wanted him to get out of the way so they could deal with the Demon. There was a chance that they told the truth and could help, but David knew someone was after Katherine and they had less than noble intentions. He didn't know these people, and that sadly meant he couldn't trust them. David looks the demoness in the eyes while sliding his arms down her shoulders and into her hands. Then with a determined expression on his face, he whispers to her, "Run." then without missing a beat, he starts sprinting towards the street dragging the demoness by her hand. As he runs he hastily scribbles a circle inside a square on his chest. If these people pursued him he had some nasty surprises waiting for them.

Royal Rumble!

It was supposed to just be another normal day. He would wake up go to work and then go to school, but of course, the tournament was going on and he was now down half a crew and the other half was itching to split at any moment. The only compromise Hughes could make to keep the rest was to make a promise to let everyone off early for the finals if they finished planting the charges in at at least one of the two shafts they had planned for today. He also put the tournament on in the break room so the guys could check it every now and again. The crew moved at a fair pace, but David would always catch guys staring at the screen when they were up top grabbing supplies. David only carried a toolbox lid and several rolls of wire as he spent the most time down under. He didn't need to go back up for more charges when he had multiple marked boxes tied to his portals. He could just keep planting and wiring without having to slow down. He didn't really care about the tournament anyway beyond the fact it was giving him a migraine.

"Dam this fucking tournament!" David yelled into an empty tunnel, "Why does my blood have to boil every time a bunch of dumb people loses their collective shit!" He starts speaking in a mocking voice, "Oh David, the tournament is safe it shouldn't bother you." He yells into the void, "Fuck you, Hughes! It doesn't matter if it's real or even staged. When people see someone get their shit kicked in there going to get excited about it!" David kicks a rock only for it to bounce off a wall and hit him in the face, making his headache worse."Goddamit! I hate this fucking city!" He flails around a minute venting his anger before picking up his wires and going back to work.

As evening approaches David finishes attaching the last of his wires and starts running them up top to connect them to the detonator board. It was getting late, but he was almost done now, and could finally go home. He intended to lay in bed and down a bottle of aspirin maybe see if he could sleep off the tournament. However, as he reached the top he found that no one was there. The place was crawling with people last time he came up. "They couldn't have left without me." he thought, "Hughes could be an ass sometimes, but safety was a big deal to him," David noticed the break room door was open and saw everyone was standing inside. David couldn't believe it. They were almost done and yet they all had taken a break now of all times to watch the tournament. "Can't these people just finish their goddam jobs and go watch it in person." he mumbled angrily to himself, "I'm going to give them a piece of my mind." David approached the tent fuming, ready to give everyone an earful, but when he entered the room he became aware that something was wrong. No one was cheering or shouting in excitement as he had expected. They were all just standing there silently watching the screen, even Hughes was sitting up front. They all had the same look on their face as well. They looked worried. David had been too angry to notice, but his head was hurting a lot more then it had been a few moments ago, in fact, his whole body was starting to feel like it was burning. He looked at the screen and listened to a frantic announcer trying to calm a panicking crowd. A girl was at the center of the screen, a caption revealing her name as Katherine, and she looked like hell. She was on her knees bleeding from multiple wounds and she had an arrow sticking out of her chest. You could actually hear her whimpering as she struggled to breathe. "What the fuck happened?" David spoke without thinking. Hughes answered, "I'm not sure David, but I've seen some terrible things and, unless the gods intervene, I don't think that girls going to make it." As Hughes says this the Katherine suddenly stands strong and rips the arrow out of her chest.

David's building horror is washed away with relief, "You were saying?" David responds snidely as he felt his headache lesson as the crowd calmed, but his smugness was wiped away when Katherine burst into flames and transformed into a demon in front of everyone. "Perhaps the gods weren't the ones to answer her call," Hughes replied sagely. David only watched in stunned silence as Katherine blew the barrier protecting the stadium away. He felt another burst of fire in his blood as the people began to panic again. The officials tried to stop her, but wings emerged from her back and she flew off into the city. The burning was now becoming unbearable as the whole city seemed to freak out more and more about what they just witnessed. David's body was in agony. His power demanded that he interfere, but the truth was David didn't want to. What could he possibly do to help? Hughes looked at David's pained face and with a look of conviction upon his face told him, "You need to go."

"Are you crazy?!" David replied looking at Hughes like he had just suggested he should jump off a bridge.

"David that needs help those students were trying to kill girl her. You saw it" Hughes looked at David with pleading eyes, "Please, I don't know what they're after, but they don't deserve it. What they did today is desecrate a long-standing tradition of this city and its founders. Only you can act fast enough to possibly prevent this from getting more out of hand. Help her David. Even if she doesn't want it. She needs it."

David stared at him, a low growl building in his throat, until finally, he screamed, "FUCK!" He jams his finger into Hughes' chest, "I swear to god old man. This is none of my business."

"Everything's your Business, David. Whether you like it or not that is what the gods chose you for. Now do something useful for a change and actually save someone who needs it." Hughes retorted without breaking stride.

David spits on the ground, "Fine, but if this shit gets me killed I'm haunting your ass!" David takes a step back and draws his pen, then yells into the heavens, "Crisis!" with that final word David is swallowed by a purple and orange portal that forms from his body.

In Central Park as the demoness stood ready to attack the old man. In the space between her and him, a purple and orange tear would open in the sky, and David would be seen emerging from it. As he does the old man, whom the demon had just threatened, would take the unexpected opportunity to run away.

How David looks when he appears from Crisis

David would wave the remnants of the portal away as he stared intently into the eyes of the Demoness, unaware of what almost transpired. He slowly points at the Demoness with his pen, full of enchanted blood, and asks "Hey, Your Katherine right? I don't know what kind of shit you got yourself into hot stuff but I'm here to help you. I was told some assholes want you dead, and I'm here to fuck that up for them." David looks at Katherine's body and notices it was looking a lot better. "Good, you don't look like a trainwreck anymore. Healthwise." He quickly added, "You're beautiful to look at. I mean your appearance is fine." He rubs his head, "Fuck you get what I mean. Look I know you have little reason to trust me, but if it makes you feel better. I'm probably no match for you if you chose to attack me right now, but you may just lose a valuable ally if you do. So, what do you say, Friends?" David holds out his hand hoping that she would accept his offer, and not use his outstretched hand to throw him into a tree or something. If she did accept his offer he would start telling her what his abilities are, so that they could coordinate if needed. If she didn't accept then he'd have to improvise.

Royal Rumble!

Work in Progress

Royal Rumble: Side-story

Ivan was getting frustrated as he felt Kakra start tearing herself free of his grasp. If she escaped now he knew he would not get another chance like this. His hatred mixed with his frustration as he prepared a desperate attack. His armor still wriggled, but now congregated around his stump. He prepared to force all the stone and steel he could through his stump to form a lance to impale Kakra before she could completely escape.

However, as Kakra tore free of his arm and he prepared to fire. He felt a gentle touch upon his neck, and then everything became clear. The wriggling stopped, the madness stopped, and all of Ivan's hatred and anger faded to guilt and shame. "What have I done." Ivan thought, " I have become a monster."As the secrets of the universe were poured into his mind. He knew that it would all be lost in a few seconds. He needed to stop. He needed to sleep. Ivan could now see the tears in the Kakra's eyes as she tor the spikes from her arms, but even as her tears turned to rage Ivan only stared back with look sadness and regret upon his face. He spoke to her for the first time in soft fleeting voice, "I um sorry." He focused all his power, every last scrap of it onto his own body, "I fix." Then in a sudden burst, Ivan severed every bond in his body, except for his heart. Kakra would hear Ivan's final words, and then he would turn to dust before her eyes.

As the knowledge of the universe faded from Ivan's mind he would find all his power spent. He knew not how the witch had defeated him, but he could no longer find the energy to care. His conciseness faded into a fitful sleep and only his heart would be left beating among the dust and debris.

Royal Rumble: Side-story

As Ivan approached Kakra she once again impressed him with her strength. Without giving any ground she reached up and grasped his wrists, right where the spikes and sharp stones pointed away from her hands and halted all his momentum. Overpowering him she twisted his away from her yanked him forward delivering a devastating kick right into his gut pulverizing stone and bending steel. She released his left arm allowing him some freedom of movement, cut it was short lived. She violently twisted his right arm and delivered a swift and crippling blow to his elbow snapping it off at the joint.

"She's taking me apart." Ivan thought as Kakra stepped behind him, "She is strong and the strong always lord their power over the weak." Kakra delivers another strong kick to Ivan's knee shattering the stone, but a steel brace held keeping the joint connected long enough for the stone to refuse together albeit at a bent angle. Ivan began to fall towards Kakra as a result "I knew I could never overpower you." Kakra pays no mind to his crippled limb as she swings his own arm at him like a club cracking him in his helm. "I only prayed I could outsmart you." As Ivan's arm impacted his head, shattering stone and impaling him with steel spikes, it would suddenly stop. Kakra would find that her improvised weapon had fused to Ivan's head as she struck him. In that same moment, Kakra would feel Ivan's severed hand grasp her arm the steel spikes embedded in the gauntlet shivering. At his command, the spikes shoot through Ivan's hand and into Kakra's arm punching through the barrier and piercing her flesh and bones. Ivan's attack did not end there as he reached out with his stump and touched Kakra's shirt fusing it to the cotton. Multiple things would happen at once. Kakra's shirt would immediately start to tighten around her body as Ivan forcefully strengthened and compressed the fibers. The second thing would be Ivan's armor would start to shiver and begin crawling off his body and onto Kakra. This would Leave Ivan exposed, but this did not matter to him anymore.

If he isn't stopped.

The stone and steel would crawl over Kakra arm. As it progressed Ivan commanded more spikes to impale Kakra to weaken her resistance. As the moments passed the armor would start to encase Kakra's chest and Ivan would force spikes to merge together to form a large spike right over Kakra's heart. "It would be a quick death." Ivan thought, "More then you deserve Witch, but I would be a fool to let this fight drag on. Now burn in hell!" with that final though the spike would descend right through Kakra's heart. If this didn't kill her then Ivan truly had no hope of victory.

Royal Rumble: Side-story

Ivan had narrowly missed taking Kakra's head off with the first swing but he had drawn blood and that fueled his lust for more. Kakra had tried to speak to him to convince him of his folly, but Ivan could not hear her. The whole world sounded like it was underwater, making her words distorted and unclear. Ivan followed up his swing by dropping the hoe and charging at Kakra to tackle her to the ground. However, she had been ready for him. As Ivan threw his weight into Kakra he had expected her to crumble, but instead, she stood her ground sliding across the field digging furrows with her feet. As Ivan's momentum was halted he noticed that she had not yielded an inch to his strength even with his arms wrapped around her. Ivan had not anticipated such power in a girl so small. Kakra raised her arms above her head, forcing his own off her, and delivered a powerful blow to Ivan's back and forcing him to bow at her feet. Kakra then did something no one her size had any business being able to do. She wrapped her arms around Ivan's waist and hoisted him into the air. Ivan was a man of five hundred pounds of granite and Kakra held him as if he was a stuffed animal. Ivan couldn't even get his bearings before she dropped him on his head and delivered a powerful kick to his back. He was sent rolling through the grass with shattered parts of his body lying in the grass around him.

Ivan didn't move as the stones scattered around him and buried in the dirt merged with his body to repair the damage. The girl was powerful, he admitted, and she wouldn't go down easy. He needed to at least be able to trade damage with her if he was to have any chance at victory. His special sight scanned the area and fell upon a familiar visage. The structure of steel and stone that had been coated in the viscera of the troll still stood in the grass. However, the rats had eaten away all the bone and flesh and what was left behind was a sight to behold. The shape was a bit bent and hard to see if you weren't looking at from the right angle, but Ivan could see it clearly. The rats had revealed a figure that looked like a hunched over troll made of blood-soaked spikes of steel and sharp stones. Ivan had made that pattern to bind the creature in place by piercing every inch of its body. It now gave him an idea.

Without warning Ivan sprang to his feet and rushed towards the horrific looking monument. He only needed to place his hand upon it to invoke his power. If not stopped upon touching the stone Ivan would animate the structure causing it to spread apart and cling to him molding to the shape of his body. The outcome would be Ivan donning the worlds most demonic set of armor. The steel spikes and sharp stones that now coated his body were adjusted to face away from his joints to allow easier freedom of movement. His head would fuse with his chest as a cone of stone spiraled upward into a crown of massive spikes. His hands were coated in a set of sharp gauntles that ended in long stone claws with metal spikes pressed into the knuckles. Kakra would not be able to see his face, but Ivan glared at her through the armor. He would then charge at her with his arms outstretched with the full intention of impaling. He intended to do to her what he did to the troll and make a new monument of gore out of her body.