Oh my God, we've been on Arendelle for six months. Six. Months.
Yeah, I skipped us to the World Boss. I'm tired of us being on this world so let's get through the rest of this in a (hopefully) timely manner so we can move on to bigger and better things.
Also, before starting the World Boss battle, make sure you update your CS's with a new Minor Ability, Snow Giant was a Mid Boss after all so we all get a Minor Ability from it.
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With a final cry, the the core of the giant shattered, causing the rest of the creature to crumble or melt away. The Darkness that had seemed to corrupt the giant was gone now, perhaps it was Heartless seeking to take a heart that was never actually there, since the giant was a construct and not an actual being. Either way, the battle seemed to finally be over. As such, Ana and Kristoff came out of hiding, Ana actually applauding the efforts of Elim and Simo before she paused to realize that Elsa had come out, "Sis?" she asked, then ran up to her sister and might have even hugged her, but Elsa pushed her back, having never been one for showing affection.
"What are you doing here? Didn't you notice how ridiculously dangerous it is up here?" Elsa demanded, now apparently scolding Ana for following her up this mountain. This got Ana teary eyed, but then she started shouting in return.
"Well, if YOU hadn't left in the first place..." the two might have started arguing right then and there, but a crashing sound interrupted them. It came from the palace, and soon the source of the noise made itself known. A winged Pirate Heartless had apparently been thrown through the window and was now flying away from its attacker, who came leaping out of window, throwing his Keyblade in midair after the Heartless, but the creature had gotten too far away and managed to dodge the blade before escaping into the distance. Now on the ledge of the window, Jared used his own acrobatic skills to parkour his way back to the main staircase to rejoin the others. He didn't look too happy.
"Damn it, he got away..." he said, swearing under his breath, "...I take it the quiet means we're done here, right?" of course it wasn't quiet for long. Ana made sure of that.
"I came up here to find YOU, we need you back home, Elsa!" Ana said, shouting at her sister.
"Who said I wanted to come home?" asked Elsa, "It's safer for everyone if I just stay up here and away from people! You saw what I did the other night!"
Jared pinched the bridge of his nose. This was going to be a long trip back to the kingdom, wasn't it? He tried to block out the bickering sisters for now in favor of another thought. Why did that Heartless even run away in the first place? They were never that intelligent, and according to the information the ship had given about them, the only times Heartless ever acted with such intelligence was when someone was... commanding... them. "Uh oh," said Jared, sharply looking in the direction the Heartless had fled, "Will you two stop your argument, please? We've got a situation!" he suddenly said, standing between the Princess and Queen and finally having had enough of the bickering, "That Heartless that ran away," he gestured in the direction the creature had flown, "that way goes back to the Kingdom, doesn't it?"
Elsa, Ana, and even Kristoff looked off in the distance and seemed to realize the problem right away, "Not good, not good!" cried Ana as went back to the sled that Kristoff was already preparing. Jared then approached Elsa.
"Look, Your Majesty, you may wanna go home right now, but it looks like it's in danger now... and we could really use your powers to help us." he told her bluntly. She seemed to think about it then sighed and walked forward.
"Fine, but I'm not staying." she said, holding her hands out and conjuring a sled made of ice, then summoned a team of two horses made of snow to pull it. Between the two sleds, there was just enough room for everyone to ride back to Arendelle. With the transportation, the trip back would be much quicker than the one up the mountain in the first place. Of course, they didn't need to get close to Arendelle to notice it was in trouble. Dark clouds seemed to hang over the place, and when the sleds got close there were some Heartless at the main gate to greet them.
"Ugh, forget these guys! We need to find the source!" Jared said, having ridden in Elsa's sled. The snow queen nodded at his words and used her powers to trap the Heartless in ice so that they could skip through them and into the city itself. More Heartless were there, and most of them seemed to be gathered around the big fountain in the town square, and so that was where the sleds went to. Both sled teams stopped in their tracks when the fountain came in view. There, in the middle of the Heartless swarm, standing tall and confident, was Prince Hans and a familiar-looking Pirate Heartless.
"You..." said Jared, "You're behind this!"
"Unfortunate that it had to come to this..." said Hans, beginning to step toward the party, "...but you people interfered and forced my hand. If only you'd just died out in that frozen wasteland, then this all could have been so much simpler..."
"But... you said I was your true love..." said Ana in tears. Hans scoffed.
"Please, if I'd been able to woo your sister like I originally planned, I'd have never had to trouble myself with you. Now, if you mind... I'd like for you all to kindly DIE!" he said in response, drawing a saber of his own toward the end and giving a command for the Heartless to attack, lunging forward himself.
World Boss - Hans
"What are you doing here? Didn't you notice how ridiculously dangerous it is up here?" Elsa demanded, now apparently scolding Ana for following her up this mountain. This got Ana teary eyed, but then she started shouting in return.
"Well, if YOU hadn't left in the first place..." the two might have started arguing right then and there, but a crashing sound interrupted them. It came from the palace, and soon the source of the noise made itself known. A winged Pirate Heartless had apparently been thrown through the window and was now flying away from its attacker, who came leaping out of window, throwing his Keyblade in midair after the Heartless, but the creature had gotten too far away and managed to dodge the blade before escaping into the distance. Now on the ledge of the window, Jared used his own acrobatic skills to parkour his way back to the main staircase to rejoin the others. He didn't look too happy.
"Damn it, he got away..." he said, swearing under his breath, "...I take it the quiet means we're done here, right?" of course it wasn't quiet for long. Ana made sure of that.
"I came up here to find YOU, we need you back home, Elsa!" Ana said, shouting at her sister.
"Who said I wanted to come home?" asked Elsa, "It's safer for everyone if I just stay up here and away from people! You saw what I did the other night!"
Jared pinched the bridge of his nose. This was going to be a long trip back to the kingdom, wasn't it? He tried to block out the bickering sisters for now in favor of another thought. Why did that Heartless even run away in the first place? They were never that intelligent, and according to the information the ship had given about them, the only times Heartless ever acted with such intelligence was when someone was... commanding... them. "Uh oh," said Jared, sharply looking in the direction the Heartless had fled, "Will you two stop your argument, please? We've got a situation!" he suddenly said, standing between the Princess and Queen and finally having had enough of the bickering, "That Heartless that ran away," he gestured in the direction the creature had flown, "that way goes back to the Kingdom, doesn't it?"
Elsa, Ana, and even Kristoff looked off in the distance and seemed to realize the problem right away, "Not good, not good!" cried Ana as went back to the sled that Kristoff was already preparing. Jared then approached Elsa.
"Look, Your Majesty, you may wanna go home right now, but it looks like it's in danger now... and we could really use your powers to help us." he told her bluntly. She seemed to think about it then sighed and walked forward.
"Fine, but I'm not staying." she said, holding her hands out and conjuring a sled made of ice, then summoned a team of two horses made of snow to pull it. Between the two sleds, there was just enough room for everyone to ride back to Arendelle. With the transportation, the trip back would be much quicker than the one up the mountain in the first place. Of course, they didn't need to get close to Arendelle to notice it was in trouble. Dark clouds seemed to hang over the place, and when the sleds got close there were some Heartless at the main gate to greet them.
"Ugh, forget these guys! We need to find the source!" Jared said, having ridden in Elsa's sled. The snow queen nodded at his words and used her powers to trap the Heartless in ice so that they could skip through them and into the city itself. More Heartless were there, and most of them seemed to be gathered around the big fountain in the town square, and so that was where the sleds went to. Both sled teams stopped in their tracks when the fountain came in view. There, in the middle of the Heartless swarm, standing tall and confident, was Prince Hans and a familiar-looking Pirate Heartless.
"You..." said Jared, "You're behind this!"
"Unfortunate that it had to come to this..." said Hans, beginning to step toward the party, "...but you people interfered and forced my hand. If only you'd just died out in that frozen wasteland, then this all could have been so much simpler..."
"But... you said I was your true love..." said Ana in tears. Hans scoffed.
"Please, if I'd been able to woo your sister like I originally planned, I'd have never had to trouble myself with you. Now, if you mind... I'd like for you all to kindly DIE!" he said in response, drawing a saber of his own toward the end and giving a command for the Heartless to attack, lunging forward himself.
World Boss - Hans
Okay so, between the site's stability issues and my apparent inability to find time to post, what would you guys say to a tiny timeskip? Just enough to get us out of Frozen and onto the next thing? Seriously, I think Arandelle has become my own personal Far Far Away (Sorry if Ren is the only one who gets the reference) and I think I'd rather just get us out of this limbo we've become stuck in.
Thoughts? Suggestions? Demands? Anyone?
Thoughts? Suggestions? Demands? Anyone?
Kouta could only raise an eyebrow at the demon's choice of action. Not exactly the reaction he expected when he discovered that the demon had spotted him. Maybe he'd heard of Kouta or the Shi-Long tribe and gave up whatever he was planning? Yeah, right, like that would ever happen. This had to be some kind of trick, Kouta knew it. But what choice did he have? He couldn't let the demon out of his sight, so if that meant he had to trigger a trap then so be it. Kouta pushed away from his spot, grabbing the tip of the wall separating the audience area from the arena ground pulling himself up and over with ease. He heard voices, people probably questioning what the hell he was doing, or calling security, or both. Kouta ignored them all.
With a quick running start, Kouta dashed forward and then leaped his way up to where the demon was walking, "Where do you think you're going, Demon?" he demanded, now standing in close proximity of the demon and able to look him right in the face. Could this be him? Was this red devil the one he'd been hunting? Kouta narrowed his eyes in scrutiny, using his training to get a good read on the demon's Ki. That was the sure-fire way to identify him. Kouta was unable to look at the demon who'd murdered Shino but he remembered sensing the bastard's Ki, and he'd never forget what it felt like. Most demons' Ki were a fiery sort, and teeming with pure hatred or rage, sometimes both. But the one that night... he was different. That one's Ki was almost ice cold, and devoid of anything resembling emotion, not even rage or hatred like most. After a short moment, Kouta's shoulders sagged in disappointment. Whoever this demon was, they weren't the One.
"So you're not the one I'm looking for." said Kouta, disappointment in his tone. Still, he removed the cloak he'd been wearing to show his Shi-Long clothing for all to see, "But a demon's still a demon..." his voice started trailing. Was this really a good idea? Starting a fight here would disrupt the tournament, and mobs of people would be on his case for it. And that wasn't even mentioning the collateral damage a fight would cause, the potential people this demon could try to kill before Kouta got to him, "Hmm, a demon at a tournament, and not even taking part like they usually do. What are you after, anyway?" obviously the demon wanted the Dragon Balls, but what Kouta wanted was to know why. He supposed it could be the usual immortality schtick that most evil types raved about, but he had a sneaking suspicion that this was a bit more complicated than that.
With a quick running start, Kouta dashed forward and then leaped his way up to where the demon was walking, "Where do you think you're going, Demon?" he demanded, now standing in close proximity of the demon and able to look him right in the face. Could this be him? Was this red devil the one he'd been hunting? Kouta narrowed his eyes in scrutiny, using his training to get a good read on the demon's Ki. That was the sure-fire way to identify him. Kouta was unable to look at the demon who'd murdered Shino but he remembered sensing the bastard's Ki, and he'd never forget what it felt like. Most demons' Ki were a fiery sort, and teeming with pure hatred or rage, sometimes both. But the one that night... he was different. That one's Ki was almost ice cold, and devoid of anything resembling emotion, not even rage or hatred like most. After a short moment, Kouta's shoulders sagged in disappointment. Whoever this demon was, they weren't the One.
"So you're not the one I'm looking for." said Kouta, disappointment in his tone. Still, he removed the cloak he'd been wearing to show his Shi-Long clothing for all to see, "But a demon's still a demon..." his voice started trailing. Was this really a good idea? Starting a fight here would disrupt the tournament, and mobs of people would be on his case for it. And that wasn't even mentioning the collateral damage a fight would cause, the potential people this demon could try to kill before Kouta got to him, "Hmm, a demon at a tournament, and not even taking part like they usually do. What are you after, anyway?" obviously the demon wanted the Dragon Balls, but what Kouta wanted was to know why. He supposed it could be the usual immortality schtick that most evil types raved about, but he had a sneaking suspicion that this was a bit more complicated than that.
Well, demons did used to be more common in ancient times so I figured a tribe dedicated to hunting them was the next logical progression from that. xD
In the crowd, a hooded Kouta stood with his arms crossed, tapping his right index finger against his left bicep impatiently. It was evident that the demon hunter didn't really want to be here, in fact he hated the Budokai Tournaments, always seeing them as a waste of time. Still, he'd followed up on a lead that claimed there were demons at the Tournament, and so there he was, Kouta watching and waiting to see if any were indeed here to try something. Of course, the sheer noise and number of the crowds was irritating to say the least, as they were so loud he could barely hear himself think.
As time passed and introductions to the fighters were made, Kouta's gaze encircled the audience, rather than staying fixed on the ring or giant monitors like everyone else. The fights didn't interest him in all honesty, as he was here for his own mission. For the longest time, it seemed that nobody in the audience were suspicious or were worth looking into. Just when Kouta was about to give up on this lead and leave, he finally spotted him. A tall, red-skinned figure barged his way through the crowd, and Kouta narrowed his eyes in scrutiny. Yep, that was a demon if ever he saw one. But what was it doing here? Whatever their goal, it probably wasn't good. But should Kouta strike now? Doing so would disrupt the Tournament, and while he himself didn't really care, there were those who did care, and it would be best not to piss off a stadium full of people on top of the 16 fighters who were participating. Guess it'll have to wait. You got lucky this time, Demon.
Still, that didn't stop Kouta from staring intensely at the demonic being, determined to watch his every move and strike the very instant the creature presented itself as a threat. As if on cue, a human standing near it provoked the demon's attention and was sent flying by a gust of energy for his troubles. Thankfully, he was knocked in Kouta's general direction, who managed to catch the guy and put him down gently on the ground so he wasn't hurt. He fought the urge to launch an attack, knowing that now was a terrible time to be picking fights, "Grr... if it weren't for all the people I could just kill the damn thing and be done with it. Stupid tournament..." he muttered to himself, but all the while kept a steely gaze of distrust fixed squarely on the demonic figure. There was no way he was letting that... thing... out of his sight.
As time passed and introductions to the fighters were made, Kouta's gaze encircled the audience, rather than staying fixed on the ring or giant monitors like everyone else. The fights didn't interest him in all honesty, as he was here for his own mission. For the longest time, it seemed that nobody in the audience were suspicious or were worth looking into. Just when Kouta was about to give up on this lead and leave, he finally spotted him. A tall, red-skinned figure barged his way through the crowd, and Kouta narrowed his eyes in scrutiny. Yep, that was a demon if ever he saw one. But what was it doing here? Whatever their goal, it probably wasn't good. But should Kouta strike now? Doing so would disrupt the Tournament, and while he himself didn't really care, there were those who did care, and it would be best not to piss off a stadium full of people on top of the 16 fighters who were participating. Guess it'll have to wait. You got lucky this time, Demon.
Still, that didn't stop Kouta from staring intensely at the demonic being, determined to watch his every move and strike the very instant the creature presented itself as a threat. As if on cue, a human standing near it provoked the demon's attention and was sent flying by a gust of energy for his troubles. Thankfully, he was knocked in Kouta's general direction, who managed to catch the guy and put him down gently on the ground so he wasn't hurt. He fought the urge to launch an attack, knowing that now was a terrible time to be picking fights, "Grr... if it weren't for all the people I could just kill the damn thing and be done with it. Stupid tournament..." he muttered to himself, but all the while kept a steely gaze of distrust fixed squarely on the demonic figure. There was no way he was letting that... thing... out of his sight.
Yeah, it would. I'd rather not skip it, but I can try to speed us back to the Castle at least where the World Boss encounter can happen.
And? Never said he wasn't an antagonist.
Name: Kouta
Age: (22)
Race: Human with Mystic Ancestry
Gender: Male
Power Level: 75/400
Stats
Strength: 70
Speed: 100
Endurance: 80
Ki: 150
Techniques
Name: All-Seeing Eye
Type: Enhancement
Description: The user's eyes glow with a mystical light, becoming attuned with their Ki. They enter a heightened state of awareness in which they can see and hear all around them with perfect accuracy. Their Ki sense also heightens, not only toward their surroundings but within themselves as well. In this state, the fighter can supposedly see all, through any illusion or deception. They also perceive incoming attacks at a much higher rate, allowing them to react with heightened speed and agility. His inward senses allow the fighter to launch his attacks at a fraction of their usual Ki, usually around half. This heightened state of awareness slowly drains the user's Ki as it remains active, eventually forcing them to revert from the state when most of their Ki has been used up.
Required Power Level: 100
Name: Howling Strike
Type: Ki
Description: The user focuses a great amount of his Ki into a single point of his body with which he uses to strike down his enemy. This usually takes the a form of a single punch or kick intended to be used as a finishing blow.
Required Power Level: 250
Name: Fangs of Death: Eight Points
Type: Combination
Description: The user strikes his enemy with weak, but precise, blows aimed for the target's pressure points. If used correctly, this can render the victim unable to use their limbs for a brief time. The power and accuracy of this technique is greatly enhanced when used in conjunction with the All-Seeing Eye.
Required Power Level: 250
Personality: Kouta is a tough nut to crack. On the one hand, he has a sense of justice and will not hesitate to fight in the name of it. On the other hand, his tribe's philosophy was practically forced upon him during childhood and he spent some years trying to distance himself from it and the world it was a part of, only to be inevitably drawn back in. Regardless, Kouta tries to remain the voice of reason in most situations, using a calm and analytical approach to problem solving. He tends to apply this to battle as well, often taking time to allow his opponent a few attacks in order to properly analyze their skill and devise a strategy for defeating them. As far as he's concerned, all the strength in the world means nothing if you lack the wisdom to use it properly.
History: Kouta was born to the mysterious Shi-Long Tribe. Living in a remote forest, the Shi-Long Tribe were said to be descendents of ancient Mystics who were supposedly responsible for teaching early humans how to use Ki. In ancient times, the Mystics were said to wage war with Demons, who supposedly ruled most of the world at the time. Outnumbered by the Demons, the Mystics decided to teach humans how to use Ki in order to gain an ally in their fight. From this, they allegedly defeated the Demons and banished most of them to the Makai Realm. The Mystics who fought alongside the humans stayed among them, and formed a union that eventually became the Shi-Long Tribe of today. The Shi-Long Tribe are, for the most part, demon hunters who search the world for stray Demons and other evil entities that have yet to be dealt with using the techniques taught to their ancestors by the Mystics. Their signature technique, the All-Seeing Eye, is the key to their success at tracking down Demons and piercing their deceptions.
Kouta himself grew up on these stories and legends, spent his childhood training in the martial arts and learning the sacred techniques of the tribe. But something about it just felt empty to him. Kouta found himself having no real aspiration for hunting demons and in his late teens he left the tribe, seeking to live a normal life in one of the cities. But destiny has a nasty habit of catching up to those who try to ignore its call. One night, while Kouta and his then-girlfriend Shino were sleeping, a demon appeared and murdered Shino, mistaking her for a demon hunter, meaning his intended target was Kouta. Grief-stricken and guilt-ridden, Kouta returned to Shi-Long village only to find it burned to the ground. Apparently a powerful Demon had attacked the village, exterminating its residents and then tracked down Kouta only to kill the wrong target.
The last of his breed now, Kouta began wandering the world in search of the Demon responsible for attacking the village and murdering Shino. And while he was at it, he decided to go ahead and hunt down anything else that needed killing, vowing to never let anyone be victimized again.
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