Post by pierce on Oct 11, 2011 10:41:25 GMT -5
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Double Tsukihidan
An energy wave barrage where the user bends down as he brings his arms to his sides and charges up. Then, he brings his hands forward and fires two energy waves that follow the opponent like homing missiles, inflicting a great deal of damage.
As Miles tried to fly away to a secluded area, it wasn't a surprise to him that he was being followed, especially after what he had just done to the crew that was meant to nonviolently approach and retrieve him. He wasn't quite sure what was happening to him, it's like he wasn't able to control his Ki the way he wanted to. He couldn't return home, he couldn't, not in his current condition to risk destroying the entire area with a comment like he did earlier. He had to find a place to lay low, and that's when those that were following him became apparent.
He looked back, taking note that there were two F-22 fighter jets closing in on him, and they were going fast, far faster than he was able to fly in his current condition. One of the jets came up next to him, the driver making a hand signal for him to stand down, it was apparent there was a lot of effort in it due to the gravity from the speed they were going at. "What part of stay away don't you idiots understand!?" he wondered, suddenly increasing his speed, the black aura expanding an revealing a scarlet outline around his aura; something Miles himself was happy to see since he thought his Ki color had been completely shifted somehow.
However, the jets were more than capable of keeping up, blasting after him, it became apparent that authorization to use force was granted as missiles suddenly deployed from the ships underbelly. Miles twisted to face the jets as he retreated, four missiles suddenly flying toward him, seemingly locked on. With exceptional accuracy, Miles managed to destroy three of them, but the fourth slammed right into him, sending him seemingly barreling out of the sky. He successfully regained his balance before he could hit the ground, firing off a series of mid-power Ki blasts at the jets in an attempt to get them to back. Miles was willingly holding back his power at a level he knew that their aircraft would withstand, but he didn't know how long that would last in his condition.
The jets however simply spun out of the way of each one, Miles hovered upward and they continued to circle around him, establishing a perimeter that he wouldn't be able to escape. "Haaaa!" Miles started to struggle, forcing his body to power up more in order to give him access to enough energy to catch the jets off guard but not destroy then. However, this would turn out to work against him, as the killer headache returned, the exact one from before when he nearly decimated an entire area with some kind of pale flash of Ki he didn't understand. "Damn it!. . Get back, now!" he screamed, but over the sounds of their engines and radio they weren't able to hear him, continuing to close the distance. "Aghh!" Miles suddenly put each of his hands in opposite directions, facing his left and right, releasing crimson rays of light with hints of black in the energy.
Miles himself wasn't all that sure of what would come of it, and just screamed to run, the jets spun out of the way of the waves but Miles and the drivers were surprised to realize that the waves were somehow able to follow their ships similar to the missiles used earlier. "Gotta do something!" he said, adrenaline suddenly surging through his veins and allowing him to Zanzoken on top of one of the Jets at blinding speed. He literally punched a hole into the cockpit and pulled out the rider with one blast, blasting off and using Zanzoken again. Just in time, too, as the blast veered off toward and into the Jet, causing an incredible explosion.
That wasn't all, Miles forcefully deployed the rider's parachute, allowing him to drop on his own as he used Zanzoken to go after the next jet. He didn't have the time to break open the cockpit and save the person, so he simply deported onto the jet, with a scream erecting a scarlet barrier around the two. The wave of energy smashed into the barrier, but him and the driver were left unharmed, the rider in the cockpit as well as the one parachuting down to Earth looked at him with a mix of awe and surprise; who wouldn't be after a killer saves you from them killing you?
Miles blasted off, giving a proper salute as the jet made a U-turn, going to return back to base. Miles hovered down casually next to the one with the parachute, who was so surprised they seemed to be speechless "It'd be better if you don't say anything." Miles noted, to which the rider just stayed staring for a couple of seconds, nodding once. "Well well, isn't this a surprising turn of events?" a voice echoed in Miles head, he suddenly started to look around, seeing no one. He could tell which voice that was on any day, he couldn't forget, especially after what just happened earlier "Harbinger!"
Miles glanced around, trying to get a trace on his energy signature, but he didn't seem to be anywhere nearby; was it all in his head? Was Miles seriously going crazy? "In case you're wondering, you're not going crazy." Harbinger established, to the simultaneous relief and horror of Miles. "Harbinger, I'm going to find you, and I'll make sure you don't hurt a single thing on this damn planet." Miles said, looking up into the sky. "Oh come on, Miles, is that any way to treat the man who's showing you a couple of new tricks?" Harbinger asked, a chuckle following. "New tricks? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!?" he asked, enraged "Oh come on, you're much too serious, live a little, really. To think such a unique event is wasted on someone like you, I expected someone a little more fun." the voice echoed, Miles only becoming angrier.
"What, you mean to tell me just because I didn't turn into some monster, you expect me to go around destroying stuff? You wish! First thing I'm destroying is you!" Miles declared, his tone serious, the same black aura from before engulfed him and he blasted off. Miles was intent on staying as far away from civilization as he possibly could until he could settle this. "Good luck with that, even with some new tricks, you're still no match for me, idiotic mortal." Harbinger's voice reverberated on the last word, triggering some sort of memory in Miles' mind. It was images of some green-haired man dressed in a pirate costume, he got the appearance but he didn't remember any of the details.
"Remembering something?" Harbinger asked.
"Go to Hell." Miles replied uncaring, blasting off to find whoever he just had a vision of.
"Been there, done that. Gonna have to try something else."
Double Tsukihidan
An energy wave barrage where the user bends down as he brings his arms to his sides and charges up. Then, he brings his hands forward and fires two energy waves that follow the opponent like homing missiles, inflicting a great deal of damage.
As Miles tried to fly away to a secluded area, it wasn't a surprise to him that he was being followed, especially after what he had just done to the crew that was meant to nonviolently approach and retrieve him. He wasn't quite sure what was happening to him, it's like he wasn't able to control his Ki the way he wanted to. He couldn't return home, he couldn't, not in his current condition to risk destroying the entire area with a comment like he did earlier. He had to find a place to lay low, and that's when those that were following him became apparent.
He looked back, taking note that there were two F-22 fighter jets closing in on him, and they were going fast, far faster than he was able to fly in his current condition. One of the jets came up next to him, the driver making a hand signal for him to stand down, it was apparent there was a lot of effort in it due to the gravity from the speed they were going at. "What part of stay away don't you idiots understand!?" he wondered, suddenly increasing his speed, the black aura expanding an revealing a scarlet outline around his aura; something Miles himself was happy to see since he thought his Ki color had been completely shifted somehow.
However, the jets were more than capable of keeping up, blasting after him, it became apparent that authorization to use force was granted as missiles suddenly deployed from the ships underbelly. Miles twisted to face the jets as he retreated, four missiles suddenly flying toward him, seemingly locked on. With exceptional accuracy, Miles managed to destroy three of them, but the fourth slammed right into him, sending him seemingly barreling out of the sky. He successfully regained his balance before he could hit the ground, firing off a series of mid-power Ki blasts at the jets in an attempt to get them to back. Miles was willingly holding back his power at a level he knew that their aircraft would withstand, but he didn't know how long that would last in his condition.
The jets however simply spun out of the way of each one, Miles hovered upward and they continued to circle around him, establishing a perimeter that he wouldn't be able to escape. "Haaaa!" Miles started to struggle, forcing his body to power up more in order to give him access to enough energy to catch the jets off guard but not destroy then. However, this would turn out to work against him, as the killer headache returned, the exact one from before when he nearly decimated an entire area with some kind of pale flash of Ki he didn't understand. "Damn it!. . Get back, now!" he screamed, but over the sounds of their engines and radio they weren't able to hear him, continuing to close the distance. "Aghh!" Miles suddenly put each of his hands in opposite directions, facing his left and right, releasing crimson rays of light with hints of black in the energy.
Miles himself wasn't all that sure of what would come of it, and just screamed to run, the jets spun out of the way of the waves but Miles and the drivers were surprised to realize that the waves were somehow able to follow their ships similar to the missiles used earlier. "Gotta do something!" he said, adrenaline suddenly surging through his veins and allowing him to Zanzoken on top of one of the Jets at blinding speed. He literally punched a hole into the cockpit and pulled out the rider with one blast, blasting off and using Zanzoken again. Just in time, too, as the blast veered off toward and into the Jet, causing an incredible explosion.
That wasn't all, Miles forcefully deployed the rider's parachute, allowing him to drop on his own as he used Zanzoken to go after the next jet. He didn't have the time to break open the cockpit and save the person, so he simply deported onto the jet, with a scream erecting a scarlet barrier around the two. The wave of energy smashed into the barrier, but him and the driver were left unharmed, the rider in the cockpit as well as the one parachuting down to Earth looked at him with a mix of awe and surprise; who wouldn't be after a killer saves you from them killing you?
Miles blasted off, giving a proper salute as the jet made a U-turn, going to return back to base. Miles hovered down casually next to the one with the parachute, who was so surprised they seemed to be speechless "It'd be better if you don't say anything." Miles noted, to which the rider just stayed staring for a couple of seconds, nodding once. "Well well, isn't this a surprising turn of events?" a voice echoed in Miles head, he suddenly started to look around, seeing no one. He could tell which voice that was on any day, he couldn't forget, especially after what just happened earlier "Harbinger!"
Miles glanced around, trying to get a trace on his energy signature, but he didn't seem to be anywhere nearby; was it all in his head? Was Miles seriously going crazy? "In case you're wondering, you're not going crazy." Harbinger established, to the simultaneous relief and horror of Miles. "Harbinger, I'm going to find you, and I'll make sure you don't hurt a single thing on this damn planet." Miles said, looking up into the sky. "Oh come on, Miles, is that any way to treat the man who's showing you a couple of new tricks?" Harbinger asked, a chuckle following. "New tricks? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!?" he asked, enraged "Oh come on, you're much too serious, live a little, really. To think such a unique event is wasted on someone like you, I expected someone a little more fun." the voice echoed, Miles only becoming angrier.
"What, you mean to tell me just because I didn't turn into some monster, you expect me to go around destroying stuff? You wish! First thing I'm destroying is you!" Miles declared, his tone serious, the same black aura from before engulfed him and he blasted off. Miles was intent on staying as far away from civilization as he possibly could until he could settle this. "Good luck with that, even with some new tricks, you're still no match for me, idiotic mortal." Harbinger's voice reverberated on the last word, triggering some sort of memory in Miles' mind. It was images of some green-haired man dressed in a pirate costume, he got the appearance but he didn't remember any of the details.
"Remembering something?" Harbinger asked.
"Go to Hell." Miles replied uncaring, blasting off to find whoever he just had a vision of.
"Been there, done that. Gonna have to try something else."
