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my father for the last 75 years: i hate women they’re stupid and annoying and only good for child rearing, cooking, and cleaning
my father since he learned that trans people exist: we must protect women and girls 😤😤😤
#yeah bro I’m sure it’s all about your desire to protect women#no ulterior motives there#he literally sits and watches talktv all night every night I’m surprised his brain isn’t dripping out of his ears#foul!#personal#transphobia#transphobia tw
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Say this, says God, your line from the lady devil dream.
‘Yes, God, thank you,’ says Loraine Laney.
‘Okay, Loraine, you are welcome, DON’T say thank you again. DON’T say okay. Just say the line please, readers, not fans, she has no, fucking fans, T.I. or anyone who is listening, in the family or otherwise. She’s going to go and tell her errant husband the solution, Loraine, and they may, may, may, may, try it, they may. He owes her, that is for fucking sure. Anyway, say it.
“If you are unwilling to stand up for desire, you might as well be the devil.”
And then, says God, explain what you were explaining about, ostensibly, India, the problem country, right now, in terms of violence against women. It is the problem fucking country right, fucking, now, Loraine. Believe it or not, T.I.--
‘Why is it me all the time?’
I want to talk to you T.I. because you are, believe it or not--
‘Believe it or not with that again?’
This is God, and believe it or not, T.I., and Loraine Laney, herself, does not know this--
‘I know what you’re going to say, can it be real? I’m the last, fucking, hold out? Chingy, my precious lover, boyfriend, is into this little idiot?’
Yes, he has, he did immediately, capitulate, immediately, because he has eschewed--I can do it--his fag overly, and he misses it, he misses men, Loraine, he does, and he knows it. He does. He’s quite promiscuous with women, and he gets condom sex in the ass occasionally, when he wants to, but he’s never really met a complete equal, in talent, and in sexuality, in terms of dominance.
‘Why is she smiling? Because he’s going to fuck my ass?’
No, says God, but because I have told her that men choose equals, and that, it is, virtually, a detriment to do otherwise. I have, Chingy, so she is happy for you, she is, and she doesn’t care, she thinks you’re cute, and T.I. thinks you’re sexy, and she loves your DADDY tattoo, she fuck, ing, loves it.
‘Why? She’s not even a bonafide fag hag, I have heard, Loraine,’ says Chingy.
‘Who said?’
‘You.’
‘Oh, yeah, true.’
Gay men, and I will be a homophobe if I want to be, do not excite her sexually.
‘Why? Cause of dick and pussy ass? Why? Because of dicks together.’
Loraine laughs in a funny way, says God, in her inimitable, funny, sexual way.
‘Oh, she’s fucking wide eyed, but she thinks it’s weird. What is it that she likes?--’
Degradation. She realized--
‘She, she, she,’ says Chingy.
‘That’s what I thought,’ says T.I.
She’s my humming, which I told her not to do, resident sexologist, Chingy, fucking, fucking, doctor, ate, in, sexology, doctor, ology means doctor, Loraine, if you haven’t gleaned that by now. Yes?
‘Yes, God. I thought so.’
‘Oh, I see,’ says Chingy.
I am God, and she is both my resident sexologist--
‘Which you said,’ says Chingy.
Sarcastic, to God. --and my new messiah.
‘Oh, so I have to protect the new messiah. So is she going to pay for this, my protection, my fucking manhood, which may be, someday, if not soon, be crucified, or cut off for her womanhood or something like that?’
‘She is, as of today, fucking rich,’ says 50 Cent. ‘Not as rich as me, Loraine, but, for a fucking, whorey, slutty, crack girl, she is rich.’
‘What if she wasn’t rich? What if she wasn’t?’
‘Well, she fucking is, is the point.’
‘What if when she wasn’t?’
‘We were going to pay for her,’ says 50 Cent.
Who was going to pay for her surgeries, Chingy thinks.
'I was, Chingy,’ says 50 Cent.
‘Why? Get a pretty, fucking, slut, they do exist, you know.’
‘I like this one. I like her.’
Loraine laughs her little laugh, says God, her high, happy, little laugh, high on speed, little laugh.
‘She pleases me,’ 50 Cent continues.
‘Why?’
‘She got around me with funnyness actually.’
‘Why is she, a funnyness three, so, fucking, funny, that I want to stick my lovely, perfect, and wonderfulness dick inside of her, asshole, even, I hear, from Eminem. Why does she get my precious butt bang. And look, surprise surprise, she doesn’t, even, big, fucking, frigid--’
‘I’m good for some things, I just don’t like anal sex that much.’
‘Oh, it’s too rough for you, my precious two on one that I like to have, sometimes, with a nicer girl who deserves it a little, tiny, miniscule, bit?
Tell him that.
‘Game said something similar.’
‘Oh, I see, you’ve been talking to Game about me, too? Funny, Loraine.’
‘Hm hm. For Game, he’s not sure if any girl deserves his two on one.’
‘Oh, I see, well now, that’s sensible. Smart of him. But then he doesn’t get to DO IT. And I do. Ha, fucking, ha. But I don’t know if my ugly, new--my last wife was pretty--wife, deserves it at all, not yet, at all, I have said,’ says Chingy. ‘Oh, she likes my tattoo, why does she get to say she likes my, fucking, tattoo, why? Girls haaate, my fucking tattoo, oh, and she gets to say she likes, loves even, Brian’s gay, faggy, mauve shirts. What if she didn’t, what then?’
‘She doesn’t like all of Fifty’s clothes,’ says Eminem.
‘Who does? She has taste is why. He needs HELP, Loraine, and I have feeling that you and Eminem are going to help him, aren’t you? Help him senseless, till he’s pleading for mercy. Eminem will have him hip hopped senseless, won’t he? Oh, she loves his hip hop, cause he’s SO CUTE in it, and his too tight suits, such as they, fucking, are, will have to go. He will do Vitamin Water in a do rag.’
Loraine Laney, says God, is laughing a little bit over that last paragraph.
‘Why, by the by, is it Loraine, fucking, Laney, with that all the time? What about a nice girly name like just Loraine for a change. Why is she so fucking important?’
Listen, Chingy, says God, she’s my new, fucking, this is God, mes, fucking, siah, yes, she is, like fucking, not as abused as he, by some distance, but more abused than Joan of Arc herself, who was another messiah, with, actually--
‘Five hundred husbands, I know this from history, God. She fucked them all too, didn’t she? Every week or so? How much of this mini pussy, I’ve seen it, I know the type, do I actually get to, if I even want, get to fuck, if I want to?’
She will do it sometimes, and she will want--
‘Oh, she will want, will she? What does the precious, frigid, I’ll bet, because she interrupted me, little bitch actually want? Come? She’s going to eat come? Oh, she’s going to eat mine and T.I’s come and shit? Oh, and she wants, oh, she wants, it turns out, to lick my precious, beautiful, sphincter? And what do I owe her for that. I have to lick her fat ass. Do I have to do that often, because I want, I would like this frigid bitch to that to me OFTEN, OFTEN--
Loraine, for Chingy, laughs her funny, sex laugh again, her funny, high on speed, sex laugh. She makes her dumb little grinding sound, also from speed, says God.
‘I would like, I have decided that I would--’
You can’t hit it and quit it, says God.
‘Oh, I see, there are rules to this thing. Oh, I see, she doesn’t want to blitzed for a month as is done today, and then dumped, in our very house, from her ass loving? I see. I fucking see.’
She knows she can’t put upon you, she knows this theoretically, says God.
‘Oh, there’s a theory to this thing. She can’t, fucking, put, fucking, upon, me. She has to wait till I’m ready, I see this in her mind, and she recognizes I may never be ready. Oh, is Game not ready and may never be?’
‘I’m not sure.’
‘Oh, you’re going to wait patiently. And what then? When you don’t get your two on one that you don’t want? What then? Oh, the fucking, big surprise, dog house.’
She, says God, thought she might put a man in the dog house--
‘Oh, the dog house. Oh, she believes in the dog house, a real woman thing. She’s not a fucking hopeless nympho?’
No, she is not. She, says God, thought maybe--
‘Oh, maybe with that. Maybe with what? I’m a little bit, just a little bit, cause I’m Chingy, lost. Maybe what? What is this? She thought maybe if we were running around plowing it into other girls, with our beloved boyfriend, or someone, she might, she might, she might, just, put, us, in, the, dog, house. Oh, kind of if she has a good argument as to why she deserves it. Over them? Oh, as well as them. That’s generous, Loraine. So, in this scenario, in which she has whores, no, that’s an insult to men, which we, I, would never do, insult men, she is a whore, she has many client men, male clients, and I get to fuck other, with double penetration, if I want, and if T.I. wants, or someone, undetermined, to.
‘Oh, I get to, oh, she’s, isn’t she grand, going to let me do what I have to do, want, even? “Do what you have to do,” my wife, my pretty, she was--’
‘You made a mistake with that.’
‘Oh? Why? This, I have to know.’
‘She was probably high and boring for your dick.’
‘Oh, she’s, fucking, funny, too.’
She makes the little laugh again, says God.
‘What other mistake did I make with that?’
‘That’s it.’
‘Oh, that it, well, I’m glad you approve, generally speaking, the great Loraine Laney, who stopped, what is he saying? The fucken planes? She stopped my, my, fucken planes? Because somebody did, and if it was--’
She laughs again, a bit, says God.
‘She’s ruining my laugh track, anyway, I would like to suck his, and I bet it was a man, not a woman, not a whore, not a slutty whore, but an actual man, but it was her. Are you serious, fucking, with this?’
‘Yes, we think, we believe so,’ says 50 Cent. ‘We do believe so. Because, and it is said, around, Loraine, cops love to throw around the name Loraine Laney, because she got, with her good arguments in her book, which she is tired of hearing the title, Bros Before--’
‘Nice. Prison. Who told her that? Oh, [ ]. Nice, Loraine. Steal that for your own use. She thinks I’m funny. Approval. Thank God.’
She’s really laughing now, says God.
‘Great. Good. Let me finish, hos. And she can even spell it, it’s not a rake.’
They are, on the side, talking about a piece Loraine did, with me, it was entirely mine Chingy, God’s, called When A Gangster Falls In Love. It was very, fucking, funny. “Four inches” is the best punch line, it is.
‘I don’t care. Furthermore,’ says Chingy. ‘Why, how actually, did she stop my planes?’
‘In Canada, it is brief, painless--’ says 50 Cent.
‘Oh, what a relief.’
‘Cops are allowed, encouraged even, to, see, whores.’
‘Whores were the answer. Whores. To planes. Seriously. I could have given them a whore or two, when I was finished with them.’
‘Mmmm,’ Loraine admonishes.
‘It is exactly that shit which fucked with them,’ says 50 Cent.
‘Oh, she doesn’t approve of the way I treat, fucking, cops now? Why, does she fuck, oh, she fucked an RCMP once, with his stripper girlfriend, was he fun, Loraine, temporary, in the ass, on his wife. Nice, Loraine. Well, fucking, done. Was she pretty, very pretty, even, he traded up, down, actually. Oh, [ ] [ ] said, taught you, “you don’t leave your wife for them.” Oh, but now, you’re them, aren’t you? You didn’t want your whorey ass to get married, you had a cop to fuck, once, before he tased you through your wall. Oh, you had to feel sorry for them because they were doing you so hard. Nice. She is a nice, fucking, girl. To. cops.’
‘They were being cuckolded by society at large.’
‘I am glad that I care how cops feel. They kill blacks is why. They kill prostitutes too, I know that, and let them die, in the hood, black ones even more, I’ll have you know.’
She took it hard, Chingy, says God.
‘She has a forgiving nature, that’s good, because she will need that when I fuck her in the ass. She, fucking, will, because ass fucking hurts, which she knows, oh, she knows that, she’s experiential as hookers say, an experiential woman, I hope, you, didn’t, throw that around, Loraine Laney? You heard it once and couldn’t figure out what it meant?’
Kind of like that, says God. She, didn’t, care, and, didn’t, use, it, but she told--
‘She told.’
She told a solicitation subcommittee that prostitutes were poly, and they thought it meant she was in it for lots of men, but, in the book, it finally comes across--
‘That she was in it for the dick? The dick, that’s it, isn’t it? With sluts like this?’
That hurts her a bit, says God. I am God, I am God, I am God, continuing, where, we, left, off. And this is why she did it, this is why, Loraine, this is why, Loraine, she was very clear it was for men in the following way:
‘Dicks on men?’
No, Chingy, Loraine is an in. tro. vert, an introvert, that is what she is, also--
‘A writer, so, fucking, what.’
‘Why would you say something like that about a writer? Why would you say something like that? That means nothing.’
‘It means we are all writers dear, it didn’t make us love dick.’
This is why, Loraine Laney, does not love dick, she loves men. She is a bonafide--
‘Bonafide again.’
‘Why are you so cynical?’
‘What is cynical about dick? Dick is positive.’
She snorts quietly, softly, without derision.
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ZOLLAR WARS Story Continue
“In the year 1600 of July 5th, Tokugawa Hidetada led a 38,000 men army to invade the smaller area of Ueda. We only had a 2,000 men army. How’d we do it, you ask?” Masato said. “We baited the enemy and lured them into the castle with a false retreat and closed the gates behind them. Like shooting fish in a barrel and had them trapped like a rat. They were outsmarted and trapped by the craftiest Jinnouchi Clan. The Tokugawa army sued for peace. That’s how the family survived the Second Ueda War,” he looked at Sora. “That help any?”
“If it worked than and if it can work in the Summer War movie, it can work here and now,” Sora said.
“Alright, then that’s the plan than,” Hiroto said, while he and the others got up.
“Right,” they said.
They ran to do what they had to do, leaving Sora to call his friend Kenta.
“Kenta, it’s me. I need your help,” Sora said.
“Why, what is it?” Kenta asked.
“Time for battle,” Sora answered. “In other words, war.”
Noriko, Haruna, Nami, and Mitsuki stared at Granny.
“She died looking peacefully,” Noriko said. “I didn’t know or noticed that, until now.”
“Yeah, defiantly,” Haruna said.
Nami noticed Mitsuki still looking sad, “Say, about Sora.”
“Huh?” Mitsuki asked.
“When he came here, he didn’t seem reliable. Just some guy who would get pushed around and bullied. But just now, I was wrong,” Nami said. “He had an unexpected good facial expression back there.”
“Uh, first you bully him and now you appreciate him?” Haruna pointed out.
“What?” Nami said. “I wasn’t bullying him. I just didn’t like what he said, until now.”
Then the ladies heard a noise that shook the house and it made the ladies jump.
Hiroto was trying to drive something into the house, “Man, how’s this thing suppose to fit?” he asked himself.
It took some time, but he and Sora managed to get it into the house and move it into the position they wanted it in. Ichiro, Yumiko, and Jiro watched them working and was amazed with the supercomputer they brought in.
“Whoa, you even sell supercomputers?” Sora asked.
“Oh, this is just something I run on the sides. Most of my orders come from government agencies or universities,” he said. “This one’s going to the CIA in America.”
“You sure it’s okay to use something that someone ordered?”
“Hey, don’t worry about. Think about it as a test run.”
“So what made you want to help me, anyway?”
“I don’t know. Maybe I liked the way you stood up to Noriko and the other women, while the rest of us just sat there doing nothing and I think you really impressed Haruto and Naruto too,” he said. “The family has a lot of women giving orders, but the men sometimes have been a bit rebellious. Now where’s that outlet?”
Then they heard something breaking down at the entrance of the road to this house, then they heard a truck coming this way. When the big truck came into view, it had a ship on top of it and Masato was the one driving the truck.
“Coming through, people!!” Masato shouted.
His truck rammed into the working vehicle Hiroto used before the truck fully parked, then really bright lights turned on from the light bulbs hanging on top of the ship.
Sora and Hiroto covered their eyes with their arms because the light were too bright.
“One hell of a ship, is she?” Masato asked impressed. “Drove it all the way from Niigata in two hours flat! Good for over 300 kilowatts in a snap! Oh, almost forgot, it needs water to cool it!”
Masato used his truck’s claw to drop the ship into the pond. The pond’s water splashed all over Sora and Hiroto while they were amazed by it.
“OK,” Hiroto said.
“That’s . . . amazing,” Sora said.
“Yeah,” Hiroto said.
Then Takeru drove in with a military truck.
“What’s that on the back?” Sora walked up to the military truck.
“Just a millimeter wave band antenna communication module. Courtesy of the military base in Matsumoto,” Takeru said.
“Uh, Takeru.”
“Hmm?”
“What exactly do you do in the Self-Defense Force and is that the only group you work in?” Sora asked.
“Huh?” Takeru said, then smiled. “Sorry, that’s classified.”
Noriko, Haruna, and Yumi were folding up fabric in another room.
“All the men in this family are idiots, all of them,” Haruna said.
The kids came in shouting out all the stuff that was going on outside.
“Pipe down!” Noriko shouted.
The three kids stood and stared in silence.
“Now, let’s play the quiet game, alright?” Noriko said.
“Kay,” the three said at the same time.
Makato and his sons were in the city, but they split up in their cars to drive and find a place to stop to do their work in saving ZOLLARS and the world.
The four of them communicated with one another on their cell phones or on the ZOLLARS.
“Is it right?” Hiroki asked the three on his headphones. “To just be sitting around?”
“We’re all in mourning,” Makato said. “Try to be patient.”
“Three days is too long,” Takeo said.
“I don’t know,” Isamu said. “I feel quilty, can’t stop thinking about work.”
“I know what you mean,” Hiroki said. “We’re taught to help people.”
“Just forget about work for a bit,” Makato said.
“Sorry, can’t do it,” Takeo said.
“Even Granny said, helping people is the best way to spend your time,” Hiroki said.
“Mhm-hmm,” Isamu said. “I hear ya.”
Then Sora’s quest avatar came and visited them. “Listen, something important is going on back at the house!”
Nami was eating some delicious food and being lazy to leave Mami and Midori with the cooking in the kitchen.
“Delicious,” Nami said eating.
“You know, it’ll be a lot faster if all three of us was working,” Mami said to Nami.
“Sorry,” Nami said, “too hungry to stop.”
“Wait, is it that time already?” Midori said looking at her watch. “It’s starting.”
“Wait, Midori!” Mami said, but she was already gone.
Haruto was practicing his kung fu outside, while Sora was watching.
“Haruto, I got you some clean clothes,” Haruka called out.
“I’ll get ‘em later, mom.”
“Wow, Haruto’s amazing,” Sora said. “It’s like I’m watching King Haruto in real life.”
“He used to get bullied and beat up real badly when he was younger,” she said.
“Huh? Him?”
“Mhm-hmm,” she said. “So his Grandpa Masato wanted to help him out, so they got together some times and when they couldn’t, they got together on ZOLLARS instead and he kept teaching him Shaolin Kenpo Kung Fu.”
“That explains the Sensei thing.”
Haruto noticed Sora with his mom, “Hey big bro, how are things going inside and outside?!”
“Good! It looks like we’ll be just in time for everything!” Sora said.
Haruto went back to his kung fu training.
Haruka laughed a bit.
“What?” Sora asked curious.
“It does sort of seem like you two are brothers,” she answered.
“Huh?”
“You seem like the right guy for a brother.”
“Oh no, I don’t have any brothers or sisters,�� he said.
Masato joined with Haruto to train a bit.
“Sensei,” Haruto asked.
“Yeah?”
“Can I beat it?”
“That’s up to you and you alone, you’re a man now,” Masato said.
“Even though I’m about to start my senior year in high school after the Summer ends?”
“You’re about to become a big brother soon.”
“Like I ever had a say in it, I never asked for a little sister.”
“You know, siblings aren’t as bad as you think,” Masato said. “Sure you share half your snacks, you get into fights like cats and dogs, and they’ll drive you nuts. But aside from all of that, hey.”
“What?”
“Look, the point is . . . some of the good and happyish memories with them you eventually cherish,” he said. “When your family increases. The things you want to protect increases as well and as the number of things you want to protect increases, so does your desire for the strength to protect them. Doesn’t that sound like a good thing? That’s the secret to the Jinnouchi’s family’s strength.”
“If only our ancestors had known our secret back then.”
“Yeah.”
Kenta, Naruto, Hana, Celty, Shizuo, Shinra, Mikado, Masaomi, Anri, and Saki arrived just in time to go to Naruto’s secret room to go into ZOLLARS from the inside, or out.
Takeru was keeping the kids from messing with their work.
Now Sora, Hiroto, Masato, and Haruto were gathered up in the big room where they gathered up all of the computers to access to their avatars that was connected to the supercomputer and everything they had.
“The supercomputer is overheating,” Hiroto said. “This house isn’t set up with A.C.”
“Well, there’s plenty of ice on the boat. Follow me,” Masato said.
“LCD’s have too much delay, got any High Deaf CRT Monitors?!” Haruto asked Hiroto as he, Masato, and Sora ran to go get ice.
“He turned around to Haruto and said, before going, “Coming right up!”
When they came back they had a lot of ice and wore gloves to carry them. They had pots to put those big ice in and had them around the supercomputer to cool it down, even added a cooler in there. They had to close the room the supercomputer was in, so the cool air won’t escape from that room, so it would cool down.
Shoji came by and noticed it, so he asked if he could have some ice to keep Granny cool, so they let him take all of the extra ice they brought in and weren’t using. So Shoji thanked them and they bid him fare well.
Kenta visited them in the big room, before going back to Naruto’s secret room and was amazed by the rest of the tech they had inside the house.
“Whoa, what kind of house is this?!” he said.
“A regular one, why?” Haruto asked.
“That’s a 200 terra-flop supercomputer with a 100 gig millimeter wave connection,” he said. “That is not the type of stuff you just buy off the shelves, you know?”
“How are things on your side?” Haruto asked.
“Great, but you want to know something interesting about Sora here?” Kenta said. “He’s become a hero of ZOLLARS, even in the ZOLLARS community, since he solved the passcode problem twice for the management department,” he continued. “The senior engineers at our school heard about Sora’s plan and said they would give it their all.”
“Wow. Impressive,” Haruto said.
“We want to issue a challenge,” Sora said.
“Wow, to the A.I.?” Kenta asked.
“Post: ‘Hey Kill Machine, guess who’s back? Now you have to deal with King Haruto 2.0,’” Sora said.
“Why are you saying that?” Kenta asked.
“Because I’m King Haruto, remember,” Haruto said.
Kenta went back to Naruto’s secret room to do what his friend asked him to do.
People online was posting the news all over ZOLLARS.
A CHALLENGE!
TODAY AT NOON (JAPAN TIME)
I’LL BE WAITING FOR YOU @ THE ZOLLARS COLOSSEUM.
KING HARUTO.
“T-minus two minutes,” Kenta said online, while he was in Naruto’s secret room with Naruto and the gang.
“Ready here,” Takeru said.
“I was born ready,” Hiroto said.
“We’ll win this time,” Sora said.
“Let’s give it our all,” Masato said.
The heroes stand (not literally standing up, more like standing up to Kill Machine).
“Let’s do this,” Haruto said. “For our family.”
Midori was watching her son and his team on TV now starting their game.
“It’s the Nagano Championship Finals, with Ueda High School taking on Kyougoumat-suscho High School against all odds, Ueda High has stuck it out this far—
“Oh Granny, look after Ryo,” Midori said holding the picture of Granny that Haruna picked out earlier.
Shoji finished putting the last ice in Granny’s room with Granny.
“Phew . . . there you go, Granny, nice and cool,” he said. “Their saying this is one of the hottest days we’ve had.”
“Hey Shoji,” Mitsuki said visiting him for a sec.
“Huh?”
“Ryo’s game just started.”
“Like I care,” he said. “Being interested in some baseball game, what’s wrong with this family? Correction, what’s wrong with these people?”
Shoji, she thought.
Back with Takeo and Makato, they were getting ready to fight but before that, they talked for a bit.
“Amazing, a college school kid who isn’t even a family member, is willing to go that far and yet . . . we’re useless.”
“Well, he is leader of the Zollars after all,” Makato said, “and that’s not true what you just said, we’re not all that useless. We just haven’t done anything just yet.”
Somewhere in one of the buildings in the city, Daisuke was looking at the comments on the ZOLLARS about the battle between King Haruto and Kill Machine on his laptop.
“Like I said, it’s useless,” he said. “There’s nothing you guys can do to stop it.”
Then Daisuke received a message from an unknown person.
“Who’s this?” he said as he clicked on it to see who it was.
It had no image as it had the words on there and said with a creepy deep voice, “Hello, Daisuke.”
He realized it was Kill Machine, so he closed the laptop fast and said, “You guys got yourselves into this mess! So you clean it up!”
Then he covered his face and smiled as if hiding his anger, “Like you all have a chance of beating him on your own.”
Then he got up to leave the building and maybe . . . Japan too.
It was already 12:00 now and the new and improved King Haruto was waiting for Kill Machine.
Naruto and his group was already inside of ZOLLARS hiding to take down Kill Machine, but Kenta was the only one that stayed behind in the secret room of Naruto’s room to help them out. Of course, he was using account as well.
Haruto saw Kill Machine flying down at incredible speed. He crashed down into the battlefield and smoke covered the whole arena, Kill Machine tried to do a surprise attack but failed.
“He really showed up,” Kenta said.
And the fight between King Haruto and Kill Machine began.
All the weak avatars watched the fight around the top of the admin building.
King Haruto had the upper hand.
“Yeah!” Sora, Hiroto, and Takeru said.
“Go get em!” Sora said.
“Wow, he’s fast,” Kenta said.
King Haruto managed to knock him down on the ground for the third time.
“Focus,” Haruto told himself.
Kill Machine got up and flew to the sky and Haruto followed him.
“Don’t lose him!” Kenta said.
“Remember, stick to the plan, Haruto!” Sora said.
“I can take him!” Haruto said.
All the avatars were getting out of their way to avoid Kill Machine, of course some bumped into him but he just pushed them out of his way.
King Haruto fly jumped and flew down at Kill Machine to kick him in the chest and that pushed him to rulers, pens, and erasers.
Kill Machine threw two triangle rulers, a car, and a bus. But Haruto just dodged the two and kicked the other two out of the way.
King Haruto was charging in for Kill Machine, until he was hit by a building and being pushed by it to ram into another one that was both being moved by two possessed avatars that Kill Machine had under his control.
King Haruto collided with the two buildings.
“Whoa!!” the four said.
“He’s using stolen avatars again!” Sora said.
“And controlling them,” Takeru said.
“Kill Machine can do that?” Hiroto asked.
The two avatars got back into Kill Machine’s disc.
“Haruto! Get out of there now!” Sora warned him. “Run!”
Haruto was trying his best to get out of the rubble of the two buildings, but Kill Machine was already gaining close upon him, until Masato’s avatar came pushing Kill Machine out of the way while he did a battle cry. Then Masato turned back around to sword fight with Kill Machine, only the A.I. had a staff or spear.
“Sensei!”
“Run while I got him distracted,” Masato said.
The A.I. used his staff to hit Masato’s avatar to the ground.
“Sensei!”
“Don’t worry about me! Just lead him to the spot!”
King Haruto spotted the spot to lure the A.I., but he was now surrounded by ten stolen avatars.
A guerrilla, a knight, a wrestler, a werewolf, a Shade, a spearman, a samurai, a white ninja, a female assassin, and Kinnosuke Kuzuhara’s RoboCop avatar were the ones that had King Haruto surrounded.
Until Naruto and the team, minus Mikado, Masaomi, Shinra, Hana, and Saki came to fight the avatars for him.
Celty and Shizuo were the only ones that chose to be transported to ZOLLARS and not in the Coffins to posses their avatar-selves.
Naruto faced the guerilla and Shade avatars; Shizuo faced the wrestler and werewolf avatars; and Anri and Masato faced the knight, the spearman, the samurai, the white ninja, and female assassin avatars.
Kinnosuke’s stolen RoboCop avatar flew down to attack Celty and her friends, but she had him stuck in her shadows the moment he flew down. He struggled to get free, but failed to do so.
“Haruto! What are you waiting for?!” Masato said. “Go!!”
And Haruto flied to the spot where to trap Kill Machine in, Kill Machine was watching King Haruto the whole time and so he went after King Haruto.
Haruto made it to the spot and waited for Kill Machine to catch up and flew inside just to go back out once Kill Machine got in.
“He took the bait,” Takeru said.
“Kenta, we ready yet?” Sora asked.
“Ready when you are!” Kenta said.
When Kill Machine was inside looking for King Haruto, Haruto left the place and Kill Machine noticed that.
“Kenta!! Now!!” Sora said.
“Okay, you got it,” Kenta said. “We got you now.”
Kenta pressed enter.
The gates started to close all around the admin building and Kill Machine failed at trying to get out of there.
He noticed the biggest one and flied toward it, King Haruto was closing it. Kill Machine tried to get to it before King Haruto could fully close it, but it was too late. King Haruto had it closed before the A.I. could get out.
The people of ZOLLARS cheered in triumph.
“We did it, Granny, and all thanks to Haruto!” Masato said while rubbing Haruto’s head.
“Now Takeo, go for it!” Sora ordered.
“Yeah, just leave it to us,” Takeo said.
“Those thirty years of video games are gonna come in handy,” Isamu said.
“I haven’t been playing much either but,” Hiroki said, “I’m gonna bust out some sick moves for old time’s sake.”
Hiroki used his avatar’s axe to take off a door paddle, to allow Isamu to put his water hoses in the two holes to put them in. They used the water inside ZOLLARS to drown Kill Machine from the inside of the admin building.
“Alright!” Takeru said.
“Yeah!” Hiroto said.
“Wow, is that daddy’s avatar?” Ichiro asked.
“Yup,” Masato said.
“I want that avatar too,” Jiro said.
“Daddy’s cool, isn’t he?” Yumiko said.
“Daddy,” Shizuka said.
Midori was cheering for her son on TV, “Go Ryo!”
Mami was just passing by saying, “Oh, Midori.”
The ten avatars that the team was fighting just stopped moving.
“Got em trapped like a rat,” Kenta said. “Scurry all you want, it’s over.”
Midori was still watching her son on TV, “Pitcher Ryo Jinnouchi is having a melt down on the field today. Wouldn’t want to be this kid right now.”
“Oh Ryo,” Midori said crying.
Noriko, Nami, and Haruna were looking up names that Granny had.
“Mitsuki dear, come help me write this list of guest for the funeral.”
Mitsuki looked at Daisuke’s phone, trying to find out what the passcode was to call him with.
“Mitsuki?” Noriko asked.
“Oh . . . okay,” Mitsuki said.
Then the unexpected happened inside of ZOLLARS. The ten stolen avatars, the others were fighting had just started to move again and the admin building exploded into a zillion pieces of rubble. All the avatar citizens started to run or fly away. And what emerged from the explosion of the admin building was a giant black monster made from all of the stolen accounts and resembled the appearance of Kill Machine.
“What’s going on?!” Kenta asked.
“The trap—No, the whole building came apart!” Sora said.
“No, that can’t be possible,” Hiroto said.
“Wait, those are all of the accounts Kill Machine just stole!” Kenta said. “Over 400 million!”
“That’s . . . Kill Machine?” both Sora and Haruto asked.
The monster lifted up his hand to grab Haruto’s avatar, while everyone was still freaked out and scared to death.
“Run Haruto! Get out of there! Go now!!” Sora shouted shaking Haruto’s shoulders, but the dude was too scared to do anything.
The monstrous Kill Machine grabbed King Haruto and threw him to a wall.
Haruto was shaken up after that.
“What . . . was that all about?” Sora asked.
The ten avatars retreated back inside of Kill Machine. The others retreated long ago by either logging off, going through a portal, waking inside their Coffins, or being devirtualized back to the real world.
Then a copy of Kill Machine’s old-self appeared and the original Kill Machine was opening up three big yellow portals. One was above him, and the other two was on his right and left side. People started coming out of them, like real people, terrified millions of people came out of those portals. The original Kill Machine started to absorb them, some screaming people tried to run or fly away but the copied Kill Machine started hitting or slashing at them with his weapon.
When they were slashed or hit by the copied Kill Machine, they would start to glow and be absorbed by the original Kill Machine. Sora and the others just stared in terror at the site of it all in the screen, the kids had their eyes covered or shut for it all to end. Once it was all over, the three portals closed up and disappeared. Then the two just stood in the position they were in and did nothing.
Sora and them stared and said nothing.
Makato and his sons were finally back. Celty and the others, minus Kenta and Hana came into the room too.
“He just brought people, real people from the real world in to the virtual world,” Haruto said.
“I can’t believe he actually killed and sucked the life and info out of their own existence,” Takeru said. “We’re at the world’s biggest—No, the world’s greatest crisis ever.”
Noriko, Haruna, and Nami came in the room to give them something to do.
“Alright everyone, we’ll be having lunch soon!” Noriko announced. “Let’s clean up this place, we’ll be using it for the Wake and the Funeral!”
“You idiot! What’s wrong with you, huh?!” Masato shouted in frustration. “We have no time for a funeral right now! We’re at the world’s biggest and almost greatest crisis!”
“We’re at the biggest crisis in this family too, you know!” she said.
“Good thing, I called the Temple to postpone the funeral,” Makato said.
“Not you too, Makato!” Noriko shouted. “What’s wrong with this family?! How hard do you think being head of the family is for me, huh?!!”
Mitsuki came in hearing the commotion, “Noriko, calm down!”
Noriko started to cry having her eyes covered up.
“Everyone knows how you feel,” Mitsuki said as Celty came by her and Noriko’s side. “You take the role as head of the family seriously and you’re trying your best at it, instead of Granny.”
‘It’s true, Noriko,’ Celty said. ‘We all understand you. Everyone does for that matter.’
“No they don’t,” Noriko said wiping the tears out of her eyes. “They know nothing, nor do they understand nothing, or anything for that matter.”
“But don’t you see, Noriko?” Mitsuki said. “Sora and the others are trying to fight for our family. Kill Machine has committed crimes and made our family suffer more than anyone he has messed with. The men here are trying to fix all of that.”
‘It’s true,’ Celty said. ‘Me, Hana, Anri, Saki, and the rest of the men here are trying to protect our friends, family, and loved ones from Kill Machine. We’re trying to end his rain of terror and beat him at his own game. Can you see that, Noriko? Can’t you see what we are trying to do for you? For all of you? Don’t you see that? Can you finally and really see what we are trying to do for your—No, our whole family in this crisis in a matter of life and death, Noriko? Can you see it now?’ she continued. ‘It’s all just a game to him and we’ve got to be there to stop him, together or alone if we have too. Whatever it takes, no matter what. Do you understand me—us now . . . Noriko?’
She wiped a tear and nodded, “I do understand now, but I don’t know anything about games.”
Masato got up said to his sister, “It’s alright, Noriko. We know how you feel, all of us do. That’s why, we men and a few women are fighting to protect our family without any reserves, so you ladies can be there to support us, this house, taking care of all of us, and this house. Isn’t that enough to ask for?”
It took Noriko a second to answer, “You really are a selfish idiot, Masato.”
“Oh, mom,” Haruna said.
“I know,” he said, “but it was worth saying on my part.”
“More importantly, how’s your side doing?” Nami asked them.
“Are you all winning?” Haruna asked.
Sora gave a sad look and looked away.
“Sora,” Mitsuki said worried for him.
She walked to him to touch his shoulder and ask him what happened and what was wrong. Before she could, the unexpected happened that really surprised, scaried, and made everyone jump at the site of it all.
The copied Kill Machine’s hand stretched and came out of the screen and grabbed and started pulling at her leg to drag her into the virtual world of ZOLLARS. It made everybody scream and freak out when that arm came popping out of the screen all of a sudden, but Mitsuki screamed the most when it started pulling her in.
“Mitsuki!” Sora shouted in alarm.
“Help me!” she cried out in tears.
Sora grabbed her hand and started pulling as hard as he could.
“Help me!” Sora said holding her by the wrist.
The men came in to help him out. Some were pulling Mitsuki and some were pulling Sora to help him pull Mitsuki’s waist down out of the portal that was in the screen. Kill Machine started pulling both of her legs now.
“Everyone pull!” Masato shouted.
They pulled real hard to get her half way out of there. Masato kept repeating the same thing and they kept pulling, even Shizuo and Celty were helping out.
Shoji ran in the room after hearing all the commotion going on.
“Hey! What’s going on—Huh?!” he said.
“Shoji! Help us!” Kenta shouted to him.
“Mitsuki?!” Shoji shouted now noticing what was going on here.
He ran to their aid and started pulling Mitsuki’s other hand or wrest.
Noriko was worried at first, but then she started feeling confident to helping them.
She turned to Haruna and Nami and said, “Come on! We have to help them!”
“Right!” they both said.
They grabbed on to Shoji and started pulling him, to give him and the others support to pulling Mitsuki all the way out.
Celty’s shadows and Shizuo’s strength were giving them enough support, even the kids (minus Shizuo and baby Saburo) were giving it their all.
They almost had her all the way out, until the fake Kill Machine had amazing strength all of a sudden and pulled Mitsuki into the virtual world at last. Making everyone lose their grip on Mitsuki, had them falling down hard on top of one another.
“No!” Sora shouted. “Mitsuki!”
Mitsuki screamed as the copied Kill Machine flied away with her.
The family and friends watched in shock at the screen of what just happened.
Sora got angry and said something before getting up and running the hallway to get to Naruto’s secret room, “Naruto, Kenta, Shizuo, Celty! Come with me!”
“Wait! Where you going?!” Masato asked.
“You’ll see!” Sora said running without even turning back to them.
Naruto, Kenta, Shizuo, and Celty followed him to Naruto’s secret room.
“Jarvis!” Sora called out to the computer program.
“Yes, sir?” he asked.
“I need you to virtualize us into ZOLLARS!”
“Ready when ya’ll are, sir,” Jarvis said.
“Kenta, I’ll need you to be here to help us on the outside, not just the inside. And I need you to bring my guest avatar to life. Make him look and be a lot like Happy off of Fairy Tail and do some of your Tron program stuff like you did yesterday too, but even better this time,” Sora ordered.
“Whoa!” Kenta said. “You expect me to be able to do all of that? No way.”
“I see,” Sora smiled. “So it’s way too much for even you after all then, huh?”
Kenta gave a grin, “Ha. After just saying that, I’ll have to prove you wrong. Just leave it to me. When the time comes, the Physics Club can be counted on!” he said giving a thumbs up.
“Right,” Sora said. “Naruto, Shizuo, Celty! I need you to come with me inside ZOLLARS for backup.”
“You can count on us,” Shizuo said smiling and clenching his fist.
“I—No, we was going to go with you anyway,” Naruto said smiling too.
‘Don’t worry, Sora,’ Celty said. ‘We got your back all the way, no matter what happens. We’ll always be by your side ‘til the very end.’
“Thanks,” Sora said giving a nod. “Let’s go!”
“Right, let’s do this!” the four of them said.
“Celty, leave your helmet here,” Naruto said. “You won’t be needing it inside ZOLLARS. I got a little surprise in store for you and Shizuo and Sora.”
‘OK. Whatever you say, Naruto. I just hope you’re right . . . for once.’
“Celty, since when have I ever been wrong?” Naruto smiled.
Celty didn’t answer that, she just shook her head (sort of) and took off her helmet and left it on the table.
Kenta was surprised to see that she was headless, but he easily snapped out of it and worked his magic.
“You know something, Sora,” Kenta said.
“Yeah?”
“This is the first time in my life that I’ve ever seen you so confident, you know.”
Sora just smiled back and gave a nod and stepped inside the transporter. Celty and Shizuo were already in the transporters too, but Naruto went into the Coffin instead.
The transporter doors closed and Sora, Shizuo, and Celty had to have their eyes closed to not be blinded by the light inside (not that Celty has eyes).
“Scanning Shizuo,” Kenta said. “Scanning Sora. Scanning Celty. Virtualization.”
The three of them made it into the virtual world of ZOLLARS. Naruto (possessing his avatar’s body) was already in and Kenta was already logged in to his avatar to help them out in both ways.
“All right, we’re in,” Kenta said.
“But where’s the fake Kill Machine at?!” Naruto asked.
“Look! There they are!” Sora said pointing at the copied Kill Machine and Mitsuki.
“Let’s get em!” Naruto said.
“Yeah!!” they all said.
“Jarvis, give Celty the thing!” Naruto ordered. “And give Shizuo and Sora the power!”
“Roger that, sir,” Jarvis’s voice said. “It’s on its way now.”
‘The thing? What thing?’ Celty asked.
“And what’s on its way?” both Shizuo and Celty asked.
“And power? What power are you talking about?” Sora asked.
“You’ll all see,” Naruto said with a grin. “Just you watch, guys.”
Something came flying to them, it came stopping right in front of them. It was some kind of object.
“Whoa!” they said when it came to them.
It was shaped like some kind of black airdrop capsule. When it was coming a part, it looked like an Iron Man suit but a female black and yellow version of it. It also had the metal made version head helmet of Celty’s and not the head helmet of Iron Man.
“What . . . what is that?” both Celty and Sora asked.
“A female version Iron Man suit for Celty here,” Naruto answered them both.
‘For me?! What for?!’ Celty asked.
“To fight Kill Machine with, of course,” Naruto answered.
‘But I don’t need an iron suit to fight this guy with.’
“I know,” Naruto said, “I just figured I could help.”
‘Help for what?’
“Well . . . the helmet can let you talk, you can fly faster, have weapons, and it may help make your super shadow powers stronger and faster than ever, I guess.”
She shook her neck and said, ‘Fine, I’ll try it on. For Mitsuki’s sake.’
“That’s what I like to hear,” Naruto said.
Celty then started to use her shadow powers to put the suit on and while she did, Shizuo and Sora started to feel power surging through them before Celty got done putting on the suit.
“Whoa,” they all said.
“That’s amazing, Celty,” Kenta said.
“Yeah. Thanks Kenta,” Celty said, thanks to the helmet allowing her to talk without having to use a smartphone.
“Hey, no problem,” he said.
“Alright guys, focus,” Sora said. “We have to fuse on taking out fake Kill Machine and saving Mitsuki. Now, let’s go!”
“Right!” they said.
“Charge!” Sora ordered pointing in the direction that fake Kill Machine was at with Mitsuki.
“Yeah!!” they said as they charged to the rescue, before yelling in a battle cry.
Back in the living room, Haruto noticed them on the screen.
“Hey, look it’s them!” he said.
“Huh?” the family said, minus Midori, Haruka, Mami, Yumi, and baby Saburo (who were not in the room at all).
“They’re going to take down fake Kill Machine,” Hiroto said.
“And save Mitsuki too,” Noriko said.
“Well, don’t just stand there!” Masato told everyone. “Come on, let’s help them out!”
“Right!” everyone said.
Haruto was about to get back on to move his avatar, but Masato stopped him there.
“Not you, Haruto,” he said.
“Huh?” Haruto asked.
“Wait for your avatar to recover, until then let us handle it from here, okay?”
“OK,” Haruto nodded.
“OK. Let’s go!” Masato said getting ready.
“Yeah!” everyone said being ready too.
Shoji, Hiroki, Isamu, Takeo, Hiroto, Mikado, Masaomi, Anri, Saki, and Hana logged on and joined Sora and them from behind to take on the fake Kill Machine and to save Mitsuki too.
The real Kill Machine had five avatars come out of him to join the fight. The five avatars were a gunman, a giant snake, a sorceress, and two twin ninjas.
“In coming avatars!” Kenta said. “What do we do?!”
“Hiroto take down the gun man!” Sora ordered.
“Right!” Hiroto said.
“Takeo, Isamu, Hiroki!” Sora said.
“Yeah?” the three answered.
“You three go for that giant snake!”
“Got it!” said all three.
“Anri, take out those two ninjas!”
“Right!” she said.
“Hana, take out that sorceress!”
“On it!” she said.
“Celty, Shizuo, Naruto, and Masaomi!” Sora ordered. “You four take down that fake Kill Machine and distract it, while the five us will save Mitsuki!”
By the ‘five of us,’ he means himself, Shoji, Kenta, Saki, and Mikado.
“We’re on it!” Celty said.
“Let’s get out of here as soon as possible. Ready?!” Sora asked everyone as they charged for their targets. “Attack!!”
They all shouted in a battle cry as they split up into their groups that Sora ordered them in.
“It’s payback time, Kill Machine!” Naruto shouted. “Raaa!!”
Naruto was the first one to attack fake Kill Machine before Masaomi, Shizuo, and Celty could. They all came out and fought Kill Machine at the same time.
The power that Naruto gave Shizuo and Sora was having weapons or objects of any kind popped up in their hands and use it in battle. The other parts of the power given to Shizuo and Sora was: increase super strength and increase super speed. Those were the powers given to them and Shizuo was doing okay with it while he was fighting the fake Kill Machine.
Celty got the hang of the Iron Man suit she was wearing. She could use her powers some more and a lot more faster too. She could use some useful Iron Man weapons, she could use it and her powers to teleport too. She was like some serious crime-fighting machine in that suit.
Naruto was still the same fighter as always, but he seemed to be moving a lot faster than usual.
Masaomi’s avatar was becoming of little help for the three in the fight against Kill Machine’s fake-self.
Hiroto was in a gun fight against the gun man avatar and they both shot lasers at each other.
Takeo, Isamu, and Hiroki were trying their best to take down that giant snake avatar. Isamu tried blinding the thing, Hiroki tried chopping off its head or parts of it and tried cutting it in half or slicing it in some places, and Takeo tried his best to distract it in any way for his brothers to attack it at the right and perfect moment. But all of it was seeming pointless for this big fella.
Anri had the upper hand against the two ninjas and they were close to a losing point against her.
Hana was having some trouble facing off against the sorceress avatar, it was shooting light beams from its hands left and right.
Mitsuki was trapped in a blue sphere away from the battle. Sora, Shoji, Kenta, Saki, and Mikado came to her aid to help her get out of there and away from Kill Machine and out of ZOLLARS.
“Mitsuki!” Shoji shouted in worry charging on ahead.
“Mitsuki, hang on! We’re coming!” Sora said following Shoji’s lead to keep up the pace.
The others in his group did the same too.
They finally made it to Mitsuki.
“Mitsuki, are you okay?” Shoji asked.
“Help me!” she said banging on the sphere.
“Hold on, Mitsuki, we’ll get you out of there!” Sora said.
“She’s protected and trapped in some kind of barrier, in other words, a force field,” Kenta said.
“But how do we get her out of there?” Sora asked.
“I could try to make a virtual copy of her to see if that helps,” Kenta said.
“How’s that supposed to help?!” Shoji asked angrily.
“Well—
Mikado realized what Kenta was up to and what he meant too, “Because it’ll think that it has the wrong Mitsuki. So once it sees the fake Mitsuki, it’ll go for the fake instead.”
“And once the fake is trapped in the barrier, it and the barrier will explode and disappear together,” Sora said finishing the rest.
“Yeah, maybe we could confuse it that way or something,” Saki said. “Maybe it could actually work.”
“Yeah, just like off of Code Lyoko!” Shoji shouted excitedly.
“Yeah, let’s go for it!” Sora said.
“Right!” the three (Mikado, Saki, and Kenta) said in unison.
“Alright, I’m creating the program . . . now!” Kenta said.
A virtual Mitsuki appeared in front of the sphere and the others backed away from it.
The sphere let go of Mitsuki as it got the fake Mitsuki trapped inside itself. Then they both started to glow and both exploded (not in a big way but in a small way).
“Alright everybody, we did it!” Sora said.
“Yeah!” they cheered.
“Okay, now let’s get out of here!” Kenta said.
“Right!” Sora and his group said in agreement.
They were flying in the direction that they came from, with Mitsuki by their side.
“Kenta, open the portal now!” Sora ordered.
“I’m on it!” Kenta said. “It should be opening in like 2 minutes!”
“Everyone, retreat!” Sora called out to everyone fighting Fake Kill Machine and his stolen avatars. “We got Mitsuki! Now retreat!”
Anri long defeated the two ninjas and had just started cutting the giant snake avatar in half by the time Sora was done calling out to them.
Anru, Takeo, Isamu, Hiroki, Shoji, Hiroto, Hana, and Kenta successfully logged out of ZOLLARS.
Kenta still helped them in ZOLLARS from the outside, “1 minute left!”
The three defeated avatars and the two still standing went back to being one with the real Kill Machine.
Sora, Masaomi, and Saki waited for the portal to open up for Mitsuki, so they could go back to helping Celty and her group fighting the fake Kill Machine.
“30 seconds left!” Kenta said.
The fake Kill Machine saw where Sora and he’s group were, so he left the battle and went charging for Sora and his friends.
“Hey, get back here!” Shizuo yelled chasing after him.
“Yeah, where you going you coward?!” Naruto said doing the same thing.
Celty and Masaomi joined the chase after the fake.
“10 seconds left!” Kenta said.
In the big room, Masato and the other family was getting ready to catch them when they come out of the screen.
“Get ready everyone!” Masato announced.
Everyone was in ready position to catch them.
The portal finally opened and it was showing the family in catching position.
“Come on, hurry!” Masato said. “Jump!”
Just when they were about to jump, Mikado and Saki noticed a beam of light coming right at them from Fake Kill Machine.
“Look out!!” Saki and Mikado shouted.
They (Mikado and Saki) moved their avatars out of the way. Mitsuki pushed Sora out of the way and got hit by the blast as it pushed her into the portal and flew out of the computer screen like a missile coming in impact. The family caught her and they were all pushed to the ground because of how fast she was pushed. The portal closed and left Sora and them to fight off against the fake Kill Machine.
Mikado’s avatar saved Sora from being slashed by Fake Kill Machine, then Celty’s shadows pulled Kill Machine II to her really fast away from Sora and them, and Shizuo and Naruto were beating the crap out of him.
“Kenta, reopen the portal! Do it now!” Sora said.
“I can’t! It won’t let me!” he said. “It has a time limit! I’ll have to devirtualize you!”
“Well . . . do it than!”
“I’m trying!” Kenta said typing randomly.
Masaomi flew over to Saki.
“Are you all right, Saki?” Masaomi asked his lover.
“Yeah, I’m all right,” she said. “Thanks.”
“What should we do?” Mikado asked.
“Huh?” said both Masaomi and Saki.
“We can’t just stand here,” Mikado said. “We got to do something! We have to help them fight that fake Kill Machine!”
Masato just logged in, “Thought you’d never ask.”
“Whoa! Masato!” Sora said.
“Let’s get em!” Masato said. “Attack!”
“Yeah!” they said.
They charged into battle in a battle cry. They joined the fight against the fake Kill Machine.
They were having the upper hand against Fake Kill Machine, until it multiplied itself into four fake Kill Machines. The first went for Celty and Shizuo, the second went for Naruto and Masato, the third went for Saki and Masaomi, and the final Kill Machine went for Sora and Mikado.
Everyone was shocked that Kill Machine could do all of that.
One of the Kill Machines was able to easily slash out at Saki and Masaomi’s avatars and were absorbed and stolen by the real Kill Machine. Then the unexpected happened, Saki and Masaomi popped out of the real world and into the virtual world of ZOLLARS.
“Ahh!!” the family, even Mikado and Anri was shocked at that, even Sora and them, and even Masaomi and Saki themselves.
The same fake Kill Machine that slashed out at the two’s avatars was about to slash out at the two of them.
“Saki!” Masaomi said in terror as he started to reach out his hand to Saki.
Their hands almost touched, but the fake Kill Machine slashed at them before they could. And just like that, Saki and Masaomi was absorbed by the real Kill Machine.
Everyone stared out in shock, Sora snapped out of it and noticed that the four fake Kill Machines have stopped attacking.
“Mikado!” Sora said.
“Ah! Yeah?!” Mikado asked.
“Log out, quick!”
“Uh . . . alright.”
Mikado logged out.
“Masato log out now!” Sora ordered.
“Huh?! Why?!”
“Just do it, now!”
“Ah. OK.”
Masato logged out.
“Sora!” Kenta’s voice said inside ZOLLARS.
“Yeah what?”
“You want me to devirtualize you guys out of there?”
“No, not yet.”
“Huh?”
“Wait till I give the signal, okay?”
“Alright, whatever you say.”
Then the four fake Kill Machines went back to attacking them. Celty, Shizuo, and Naruto fought the other three fakes while Sora faced off with the fourth one, and he was not doing great at it since he was not a fighter.
First, the fake Kill Machine flew at him and punched him in the face, then kept doing it.
“Sora!” Naruto called out to Sora as he saw what was happening to him.
He, Shizuo, and Celty tried to come to his aid but the three Kill Machines got in their way.
The fourth Kill Machine just wouldn’t stop slowly punching Sora, then when enough was enough. Sora punched the fake Kill Machine on the left side of its face really hard, then punched Fake Kill Machine in the center of its face and sent that fake flying all the way close to the real Kill Machine.
Sora jumped backwards and when his feet touched the wall behind him, he took off at accelerating speed as he flew very fast to land powerful blows on the fake Kill Machine he was facing off with.
He punched his Kill Machine in the stomach with a powerful blow, then punched underneath his chin that sent Kill Machine flying up in the air. Sora flied straight up at him and started punching the fake everywhere in a flash, then punched the fake in the face that sent the copied A.I. flying and crashing down on the ground. Sora flew in after him but the fake flew in after Sora as well, so they met in midair and continued their battle. That spear staff weapon appeared in the fake Kill Machine’s right hand, as two strange twin weapons appeared in Sora’s hands. The two weapons appeared to look like cop sticks and part of it was like swords, but more technology-like weapons instead. The two weapons were orange and sword parts of it looked like laser type swords like a light saber and it glowed orange too.
They fought each other with great speed as their weapons kept clashing with one another.
Shizuo, Celty, and Naruto were doing just fine with the three Kill Machines in front of them. When one of them came at Shizuo, Shizuo used his big double light pole to use as a bat to hit that Kill Machine like a baseball, all the way to the one Sora was fighting.
Shizuo’s Kill Machine crashed into Sora’s Kill Machine, then Celty used her shadows to swing and release her Kill Machine to crash into the other two and it did. Naruto grabbed the arm of his Kill Machine, when it tried to land a punch on him, and Naruto threw him. Naruto had to do a little fly jump kick on his Kill Machine because the fake only made it half way to where the fake A.I. was supposed to go. His Kill Machine tried to come back at him but Naruto did his fly jump and kicked the fake in the face and that sent his Kill Machine flying down and crashing into his three Kill Machine selves.
The four heroes stood together as a team as the four fake Kill Machines merged together back into one fake Kill Machine.
“What’s next, Sora?” Naruto asked.
“Kenta, you got that Happy and Tron programs yet?” Sora asked looking up in the air.
“Yeah, I got it,” Kenta said.
“That’s good.”
“Which one you want first?”
“I’ll take Happy first, hold up on the Tron programs for now.”
“You got it,” Kenta said. “The Happy of Fairy Tail program should be popping up soon.”
“That’s good, just keep working as fast as you can, okay?”
“Kay.”
“Ready, go!” Sora ordered.
They charged in a battle cry as they fought the fake Kill Machine head on, then out of nowhere a van came ramming into Kill Machine the Fake’s left side and sent him flying and crashing to the ground.
The van turned back around and parked right in front of them.
The doors opened and inside it was four avatars.
“Who are they?” Sora asked.
“Come on, get in!” said the leader in the van.
“That’s Kyohei and his gang,” Celty said.
“Come on, let’s go!” Walker said.
“We’ve come to rescue you!” Erika said.
“I say we do as they say,” Celty said.
“Yeah, good for me,” both Naruto and Sora said.
“Oh, what the heck,” Shizuo said. “Why not, right?”
They got into the van and started to drive off.
Naruto sat in the middle, Celty sat on his left side, and Shizuo sat on his right side.
As expected the fake Kill Machine got up off the ground below and flew in after them in the air.
“He’s coming!” Sora said after looking back.
“Hang on!” Saburo Togusa said.
Saburo was driving really fast now to get away from the fake A.I., but the fake managed to keep up.
“Kenta, quick!” Sora called out to. “Open the portal, now!”
“I’m on it!” Kenta said typing rapidly.
The portal opened thirty feet in front of them.
“Okay, I got it!” Kenta said.
“Hurry!” Sora said to Saburo.
“I’m trying!” Saburo yelled.
The fake A.I. was catching up and they were still fifteen feet away.
“We’re not gonna make it!” Kyohei said.
“We’ll make it!” Sora and his group said.
Kenta watched on the computer, “You’re gonna make it.”
Just when they were a few seconds to go through the portal, the unexpected happened. The fake Kill Machine ripped off the trunk door, which surprised everyone and pulled Sora out of the van and kicked the van into the portal.
“Sora, no!” Erika said before fully disappearing into the portal.
The transporter doors opened and Celty and Shizuo came out of it. Naruto opened up his Coffin and came out of it. They said to Kenta, “We have to go back and get him!”
“We can’t, it takes 15 minutes for the same person to get back into the transporters!” Kenta said while typing fast.
“I can get one of us in,” Naruto said.
“How?” Kenta asked.
“The old fashion way,” Naruto said.
“But who’s going to go after him and both Kill Machines!” Kenta asked.
‘I will,’ Celty said before anyone else could.
“Celty, no,” Shizuo said.
“Are you sure?” Naruto asked.
‘Yes,’ Celty said, ‘I’m sure, as sure as I’ve ever been. I’m the only one who can do this.’
“I can’t let you do that,” Shizuo said. “It’s not right.”
‘I’m not asking, I’m telling,’ she said. ‘You got to trust me, Shizuo.’
“But I do trust you, Celty,” Shizuo said.
‘Than trust me,’ she said.
It took a few moments, but Shizuo finally managed to say something, “Alright, I’ll let you go but if anything happens to you in there, I’m coming. Okay?”
‘Alright,’ she said, ‘if you insist?’
“Promise?” he asked.
Celty nodded and answered, ‘Promise.’
‘I’ll be back before you know it,’ she added.
“Better be, because if you don’t then I’ll—
“Guys!” Kenta shouted in alarm. “If we’re going to save Sora, we better do it now! He’s getting his butt beat out there!”
“I’ll put the head devise on Celty, get the Tron program going now!” Naruto shouted.
“I’m trying!” Kenta said typing rapidly.
A few minutes ago, after Sora was kidnapped by the fake Kill Machine, Happy came in and rammed into the fake, and the fake was sent flying down to the ground, only the fake Kill Machine didn’t crash into the ground.
“I’m Happy!” Happy said.
“Happy,” Sora said in a happy surprise.
“Aye,” he said.
“Oh, thank god,” Sora said. “Quick, I need your help. You think you can fly me?”
“Aye, sir!”
Happy got to Sora’s back, held on to his back, and spreaded out his wings.
Kill Machine the Fake looked up at them. While looking down at the fake Kill Machine, Sora said, “You ready for this, Happy?”
“Aye, sir!”
“Then, let’s go!!”
“Aye!!”
They charged flying down to the fake Kill Machine and Kill Machine came flying up to Sora and Happy.
They met and fought in midair. First, they fought with fist, then with weapons. The fake Kill Machine used a metal staff, while Sora used two special metal pipes.
They fought furiously and when those weapons were broken, they used twin blades that glowed. They fought furiously with those weapons too before they broke, then went back to fist fighting.
Sora flied above him, then flied down just to punch him. Sora would fly below just to fly back up to punch the fake A.I. in the face every time the copied A.I. would follow him around from behind.
Sora and his partner Happy had the upper hand, until the copied Kill Machine gotten faster all of a sudden.
Kill Machine was punching him everywhere from left to right.
Just when the copied Kill Machine had his fist raised high, ready for a powerful blow and strike to take out Sora for good, a program with a light disc appeared behind the copied A.I. and derezed the fake by cutting off the copied A.I.’s head off.
It was Anon from Tron: Evolution that saved the terrified and now calm Sora and Happy that were a bit badly beaten up.
“Uh!” Sora said surprised. “Anon!”
“Hey, Sora,” Kenta’s voice said.
“Kenta, is that you in there?”
“No, I’m not even talking through the program either, dude.”
“Oh, well sorry,” Sora said sarcastically.
“Never mind that now!” Kenta shouted. “Run!”
“Alright!” Sora said. “Happy, you okay?”
“Ay, sir!” Happy said with courage.
Then Sora got an idea, when he looked at the real Kill Machine.
“Kenta, wait!” he said.
“What?!” Kenta asked.
“I got an idea!”
“Alright, what is it?” Kenta said annoyed.
“We’re going to fight Kill Machine?” Sora said.
“What?!” Kenta said. “Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute! Are you crazy?!! You’re gonna be killed out!!”
“Not without some help,” Sora said.
“Well, we got Celty—
“No, program help,” Sora said. “I need you to make Anon into a giant the same size as Kill Machine is in! And I’m gonna need you to bring programs, a lot of programs! From Tron if you have to, okay?”
“Alright, I’m on it,” Kenta said getting back to typing. “Darn it, just when I was done typing.”
“Allow me, sir,” Jarvis said.
“Huh?” Kenta said. “Jarvis?”
“I can take over from here, you just worry about calling for a lot of back up for your friend Sora.”
Kenta didn’t say anything for a sec, then smiled, nodded, and said, “Right. Now remember, I’m counting on. So don’t fail me now, Jarvis, okay?”
“On it, sir,” Jarvis said. “Downloading Tron programs under our command now.”
Jarvis was downloading every character from the Tron universe known. As he did that, he also made Anon into the same giant size as Kill Machine, but faster and not so slow like Kill Machine. And just like that, Anon was slashing with his disc and hitting Kill Machine left and right, and it wasn’t long until the whole cavalry showed up to help out on the job.
“Alright, the cavalry’s here!” Sora said.
“Aye!” Happy said.
Naruto putted the head devise on Celty, even though she was headless.
“Starting it . . . now!” Naruto said pressing the ‘enter’ button.
And just like that, Celty’s mind was put inside of the virtual world of ZOLLARS. Only she wasn’t possessing her avatar body, she possessing what looked like her body in the real world, but more like a program from Tron.
“Wow, Celty!” Kenta said. “You look good! Ow!”
“Watch what you say about my friend, she’s engaged after all,” Shizuo said.
“Okay, okay. Geez Louis, come on,” Kenta said.
“Celty, if you can hear me right now,” Naruto said. “You are in a Tron program version of yourself.”
“Huh?” Celty said.
“Want to see?” he asked.
“Uh?”
Naruto popped up a mirror in front of Celty.
“Eh!”
Celty looked at her looks and style and all and it was of kind of cool. Not to mention really good looking, as Kenta said.
“Kind of neat, huh?” Naruto asked.
“Boy, your just full of surprises, aren’t you, Naruto,” Celty said.
Naruto laughed, before saying, “Glad to hear. Now go get Sora, Celty!”
“On it!” she said starting to run.
She jumped pulling out a baton, breaking it in two for it to turn into a light cycle.
She rode it at its accelerating rate, so she was going pretty fast, and then wings popped out on the sides of them. Now she could ride a flying light cycle.
On Sora’s side, Anon derezed that monstrous Kill Machine. But all the program did was scatter him into a billion pieces, in other words, scattered all the avatars under Kill Machine’s control.
Once that happened, all the avatars and people under Kill Machine’s control attacked Sora, Happy, and all the programs from Tron. The avatars and people under Kill Machine’s control also gathered all over Anon and grabbed on to him, as they broken through the programs.
The avatars and people were forming into hands and arms around Anon, as they were turning back into the monstrous Kill Machine.
Sora and Happy were seeing it happen from behind Anon.
Once Kill Machine was fully formed back into his monstrous-self again, he started squeezing Anon really tight, until Anon was derezly exploded, and the other programs unexpectedly and unknowingly explodly derezed as well. All shattering into cube fragments and Kill Machine absorbing it all in the end.
Sora and Happy were in shock.
On Kenta’s side, he and Jarvis thought of some great idea, and the most brilliant plan of them all.
“Sir, I might have a suggestion,” Jarvis said.
“What is it, Jarvis?” Kenta asked.
“I have a way to teleport Sora and Celty into a version of the Tron Evolution world, and changing the landscape of ZOLLARS into the Tron universe.”
“How does that help?”
“Confuse the enemy, and you’ll be able to get your friends out as they keep escaping from Kill Machine’s clutches.”
“But—”
Kenta then realized what he meant, “Oh, I get it now! Haha! Well, in that case, I’ll invite a few new friends over to the party as well too!”
Kenta started typing rapidly after giving his hands some rest this whole time. He was creating programs from Tron again, inviting Zollar members into the fight, and asking the engineers and physics club members from his college to help out on his and Jarvis’s plan. And just like that, Kenta, Jarvis, and the Zollar members changed the landscape into a look-a-like version of the Tron universe. Kill Machine, Sora, Celty, and Happy were surprised by this.
Kenta decided to give Sora and Celty the heads up.
“Sora! Celty!” Kenta called out to. “Can you read me, over?!”
“Yeah, I hear ya!” Sora said. “What’s happened?!”
“I hear you, too,” Celty said. “I’d also want to know what happened just now. Why did the landscape change?”
��We did it to give ya’ll the upper hand and you’re about to get some reinforcements too!” Kenta said. “Oh, and one more thing.”
“Yeah, what?” Sora and Celty asked.
“The place changes back from the Tron universe to the ZOLLARS landscape, over and over again, every two minutes,” Kenta said. “And it’s about to change back right now!”
“Huh?” both said.
Then the landscape changed back to its original-self.
“Whoa,” Sora said.
“Aye,” Happy said.
“Wow, that’s amazing,” Celty said, after she finally reached Sora from a distance.
“Ah, that reminds me,” Kenta said.
“Hmm?” the three said.
“We’ll also be teleporting you from ZOLLARS to Tron Evolution back and forth, got it?” Kenta said.
“Got it,” Celty and Sora said.
“Aye, sir,” Happy said.
“Now, here we go!” Kenta said as reinforcement showed up.
The reinforcement seemed to be programs from the Tron universe and avatars of ZOLLARS.
“I got a lot of people that are members of the Zollars to help out, heck some are even former members of the Dollars,” Kenta said.
“The Dollars?” Sora said.
“The Dollars?” Celty said.
“The Dollars?” Happy said in a funny childish way.
“The Dollars came to help too?” Sora asked.
“Yup, it seems they came to help too,” Kenta said. “And it’s all thanks to you, Sora.”
“Uh? Thanks to me?” Sora asked.
“Yeah, if it wasn’t for you fixing the problem inside the ZOLLARS twice, and facing off against Kill Machine!” Kenta said. “None of these people of both the Zollars and the Dollars would even be here supporting right now!” he continued. “You inspired them, Sora! You’re like a leader who just gotten himself an army of allies and alliances! You’re a hero, Sora!! And their hero as well, the people’s hero, and . . . the whole world’s leader . . . and hero.”
“Whoa, you’re really popular,” Celty said to Sora.
Sora was happy, so happy in fact; he had tears of joy coming out of his eyes.
“Thanks you, guys,” Sora said.
Everyone that was logged on into the ZOLLARS (that didn’t have their accounts stolen) was watching this and has been watching it this entire time.
Everyone in the whole world now knows who the leader of the Zollars looks like and saw him as a hero.
The landscape changed back to the Tron universe look.
When Kill Machine decided not to worry or care why the landscape was changing back and forth. Kill Machine went back to focusing on Sora and his army of avatars and programs.
Kill Machine roared, then glowed a bit.
Then the unexpected happened, Kill Machine could talk, “SORA!!”
Everyone was shocked that the A.I. could even talk.
“You may think you have won this game of mine,” it said. “But my game has only just begun in both our worlds, Sora. Leader of the Zollars!”
Then the unexpected happened again, in the city of Ueda. An empty building shattered/exploded into pieces of rubble as something started to emerge from the explosion. It was a giant black monster, a copied version of Kill Machine’s monstrous-self. It sent a dozen copied versions of every avatar that it stolen unto the city.
Kenta admittedly saw the news of what was going on in Ueda.
He immediately popped up a video screen of his face inside ZOLLARS (like a video chat in a way), “Sora!”
“Huh, Kenta?” Sora said. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“You gotta see this,” Kenta said, popping up the news screen. “Look!”
Note: The landscape was changing every two minutes, while they were all still having a really long conversation.
Sora and Celty were shocked at the images on the news.
There was a copied monstrous Kill Machine at large in the city of Ueda. Sending in an army of copied versions of avatars, people, and programs that the real Kill Machine has stolen to attack the city. The army was flying and running around destroying and attacking anyone on sight. The army was even heading its way to Ikebukuro.
Sora and Celty (even Happy) was getting angry at all of this.
“How do we stop this?!” Sora asked Kenta.
“I don’t know, defeat Kill Machine, I guess!” Kenta said.
“Why are you doing this, Kill Machine?!” Sora asked angrily.
“I do this because it’s fun to play games,” Kill Machine said.
“But why?!!” Sora asked.
“Because I won’t stop until one of us, the hero, or the villain is finally destroyed in this game.”
Sora calmed himself down a bit and asked, “How do I get rid of the Kill Machine in the real world?”
“If you want to get rid of that one, you’ll have to destroy the core to the other,” the A.I. said. “And it is deep down in the center of my chest. Would you like to play, Sora?”
It took Sora a few moments to answer, and the landscape changed back to the original before he spoke.
“Let’s go!!” he yelled out as a strange sword appeared in his hand, when he raised it in the air.
His army cheered.
“AYE!!” Happy said with his fist raised.
“Attack! Fight! Change! Now!” Sora ordered.
His army roared in very loud battle cries that they were making as they charged into battle in the air.
Kill Machine was sending in a right arm full of stolen avatars at them.
“Happy,” Sora said.
“Aye?” Happy asked, still riding on Sora’s back to fly him faster around.
“Make your wings the size of an angel’s wings.”
“Aye, sir!”
And just like that, Happy’s wings were the size of angel wings.
Kill Machine made a copied version of his old-self again, to fight Sora and Happy with.
“Out of my way, you fake!” Sora yelled.
He yelled and started to strike upon the fake A.I.
Kenta was working on solving the problem with the attacks in the city of Ueda.
“Jarvis, what do we do?!” Kenta asked worrying. “Any ideas?!”
“I got one,” Naruto spoke up.
“Really? What is it?” Kenta said still typing rapidly.
“We teleport as many of us as we can to the city to help as many people as we can, as fast as we can.”
“And to fight too, right?”
“Right,” Naruto said.
“But who?” Kenta asked.
“Haruto, me, Takeo, Isamu, and Hiroki,” he said. “You got that, Jarvis?”
“Certainly, sir, but shouldn’t we warn the four first-hand?” Jarvis asked.
“No time, Jarvis,” Naruto said.
“Yes, sir,” Jarvis said. “Beginning teleportation, now.”
Masato, Haruto, and the rest of the family (minus Mitsuki, Noriko, Haruna, Nami, Haruka, Mami, Yumi, Midori, Baby Saburo, and the dog Hachi), were watching Sora’s battle and the News.
They were wide-eyed in shock and amazed at what they were seeing on the TV with blank expressions.
Noriko, Haruna, and Nami took the unconscious Mitsuki to Granny’s room earlier, and watched over her, while they were looking through Granny’s things.
Midori was still watching her son on TV, not noticing what was going on.
And who knows where Haruka, Mami, Yumi, baby Saburo, and Hachi the dog were. But they weren’t with the rest of the family that’s for sure, but they were in the house somewhere safe.
Anyway, light was shining around Haruto, Takeo, Isamu, and Hiroki.
Everyone, including them were freaking out.
“Ah!” Takeo said. “What’s going on?!”
“What’s happening to me?!” Isamu said.
“What is this stuff?!” Haruto and Hiroki asked at the same time.
They screamed as the light glowed brighter as it spun faster around them.
Then they vanished and the family gasped in panic.
Kenta ran in the room to calm everyone down.
“It’s okay, everyone!” he said. “Their fine, we just teleported them to Ueda to help everyone!”
“Huh?!” everyone said in confusion.
Somewhere in the city of Ueda, Haruto and the three brothers were freaked before they arrived. They looked around their surroundings and a bit confused too. They didn’t know where they were yet, but they sure was about to find out. They saw people running and screaming from something, but what, they wondered.
“Where are we?” Haruto asked.
“It looks like Ueda,” Hiroki answered.
“I think we are in the city of Ueda, somewhere,” Isamu said.
“But where?” Takeo asked.
“Ah!” they said freaked out, as a ear radio appeared on their left ears.
“Huh?” they said.
“Is that—” Haruto said.
“An ear radio?” Isamu asked.
“Yeah, it is,” Takeo said.
“But how did it—” Hiroki asked, before he was cut off by a familiar voice speaking through.
“Hello,” Naruto’s voice said through the ear radio. “Takeo, Isamu, Hiroki, Haruto! Is anybody there?!”
“Naruto?!” they said.
“Naruto, is that you?” Hiroki asked.
“Yeah, it’s me,” Naruto said.
“Hey, where are we?!” Isamu asked.
“You’re in Ueda, du,” Naruto said.
“How did we get here?” Takeo asked.
“And why are we here?” Haruto asked.
“We teleported you there like off of Star Trek,” Naruto said, while running down the streets somewhere in Ueda. “I brought you four here to help save lives.”
“Huh?” they said.
“Isn’t that what the Jinnouchi Clan is all about?” Naruto asked. “Isn’t that what we do best, and isn’t that what we’re suppose to do?”
Haruto and the three smiled.
“I don’t know how you managed to teleport us here, but count us in on saving lives and the world, Naruto!” Isamu said.
“Yeah!!” they cheered and threw their fist in the air.
Naruto smiled, “That’s what I’d like to hear.”
Naruto destroyed his ear radio and the others did the same thing.
“Alright, guys,” Takeo said. “You heard the man.”
“Yeah,” Hiroki said, “because—”
“—that’s—” Haruto said.
“—the Jinnouchi Clan’s way!!” they said.
Sora was fighting off the fake A.I.’s old-self with Happy still on his back as he fought the fake A.I.
Note: the landscape has been changing even while Haruto and them were brought to Ueda and all that. Now the landscape was in its ZOLLARS landscape.
Sora was fighting furiously with the fake A.I. with his strange sword, while the fake Kill Machine fought with his spear staff weapon.
Sora and Happy looked like they could accomplish anything together.
The Zollar’s leader and the A.I.’s fake-self were really clashing out with one another.
“Ah! Damn it!” Sora said with angry eyes. “Happy!”
“Aye, sir?!” Happy asked, while trying to support Sora in pushing the fake A.I., while they were clashing together.
“Let’s tear this thing apart!”
“Aye!!”
They managed to push the fake A.I. a few feet. The fake A.I. try to come back at them, but Sora yelled as he used his left hand to swing his sword up left that immediately cut the fake’s weapon in half. That move stopped the fake A.I. in his tracks. His broken weapon disintegrated, before looking up just to see Sora a few inches over him with his weapon raised high. He yelled as he swung and striked down his weapon down upon the fake A.I. that immediately went right through the fake and cutted him in half, and once the fake A.I. was cut in two (right and left side of its body), the fake A.I. blew up into tiny little white pieces.
“Okay, now for the real Kill Machine,” Sora said.
“Aye,” Happy said in agreement.
They yelled in a battle cry as the charged flying in on the real Kill Machine.
The landscape started to change into the Tron universe.
Back with Haruto and Makato’s three sons; Takeo, Isamu and Hiroki, they were running around together looking for other people that might need any help at all from the fake avatars.
Haruto and the three made a right turn as they ran.
“Huh? Look!” Haruto said pointing at what he just saw.
They spotted a terrified woman holding on to her scared little boy/child, as her back was against the wall on the ground with an avatar standing over her and the kid.
“Help!” she cried out. “Somebody help us, please!”
“Quick!” Takeo said.
“We got help them!” Hiroki yelled. “Come on!”
“Right!!” both Haruto and Isamu said, as the four of them ran to aid the two in need of help.
The avatar with Kill Machine’s evil smirk, raised a chopping knife for a weapon in his right hand over his head.
The boy had his eyes closed as he cried, while he was scared and shaking. The mother held on to him, as she too was terrified and cried in fear.
The avatar was bringing down his weapon to go for the kill, the woman had her eyes closed as she screamed in terror and fright.
But before the avatar even came close to killing her, Hiroki yelled as he swung and bashed a pole with a chunk of rumble attached to it at the right side of the avatar’s face, then Takeo pushed the avatar, Isamu punched the avatar straight in the face, and then Haruto jumped and kicked the avatar straight in the chest.
The avatar landed on his back, but as he did, he rolled backwards on his back, and got back on his feet pretty fast.
The avatar then jumped charged at them to attack them.
The avatar swung his butcher’s knife, but Haruto bent himself back to dodge the blade. Haruto then grabbed on to the avatar’s right wrist of its hand (where it held the blade), after dodging the avatar’s attack. Then Haruto swung the avatar to the left, once he got a good hold of the avatar’s wrist, and then the avatar’s face smashed into the wall. Then Haruto kicked the blade out of its hand, caught the blade, held on to the avatar’s hand, and then chopped it off from the wrist in one fell swoop. The hand instantly disintegrated into tiny pieces in an instant.
The avatar pulled its head out of the wall, then swung its left fist to punch Haruto’s face with, but Haruto immediately ducked.
Then Haruto kicked the avatar in the chest, but the avatar did not fall, it only scrambled a few steps back. Haruto jumped at the avatar, swung his right leg to the right, and used his foot to kick the avatar in the face. And the avatar finally fell down on the ground and once the avatar did, Takeo and Isamu landed on top of the avatar and held on the avatar’s arms. Takeo held on to its right arm, while Isamu held on to its left arm. And that avatar was struggling to break free, but could not budge one bit.
Haruto threw the avatar’s butcher knife straight to its forehead, but the blade did not go that deep into its forehead.
Then Haruto held on the avatar’s legs as the avatar struggled not only to break loose, but to stay alive as well.
Hiroki had a spear-like pole weapon in both hands and he came charging in with as he screamed. He jumped in the air and struck it down upon the center of the avatar’s chest. Once that happened, the avatar instantly vaporized into tiny pieces, until those tiny pieces were nowhere in existence.
Haruto and the three brothers breathed heavily in exhaustion, because they were too tired after that fight with that avatar. One down and a dozen more to go.
They looked back at the woman and the little boy to see if they were alright.
“Are you two okay, Miss?” Takeo asked.
“Yes, we’re fine,” she said still holding on to her child. “Thank you.”
“Any time, ma’am.” Hiroki said.
“Get you and your kid to a safe place and avoid any more of those things roaming around and attacking everything, got it?” Takeo said.
“Okay?!” she said before running off as she held on to her child.
She then ran off with her child still in her arms.
“All right, I think it should be best if we all split up.” Takeo said. “That way we can help as much people as we can.”
“I agree with him.” Haruto said.
“All right, then let’s go!” Isamu said.
“Right!” the four of them said before splitting up.
Back in the ZOLLARS. Tron landscape.
Sora and Happy, like his entire army and allies were having a hard time trying to get through the monstrous Kill Machine to go for his chest where the core to the fake monstrous Kill Machine was at. Destroy it, then you destroy the fake monstrous Kill Machine in the real world. But apparently, the core inside Kill Machine’s chest was protected by some kind of force field and his chest was surrounded by many stolen avatars. No one ever said this was going to be simple and easy.
The landscape changed back to the ZOLLAR landscape.
“Kenta! Jarvis! We’re gonna need some help over here!” Sora said.
“And we’re gonna need it ASAP, sir!” Happy said.
“You got it!” Kenta said going back to typing. “Jeez, don’t have to tell me twice,” he said talking to himself.
“Jarvis, make Anon big again, then later let’s back three more big versions of him to help out, okay?” Kenta said.
“Certainly, sir.”
“Well, than get on it!”
“On it, sir. Downloading now.”
“Boy, I just sure hope this works.”
Then all of a sudden, Anon got big again. The same size as Kill Machine no doubt.
“Thanks, Kenta. You’re the man and this best at this!” Sora said.
“Yeah!” Happy said in agreement. “Aye, sir!”
Kenta smirked. “No, that ain’t nothing.”
“Either way, you are the man and you’re the best!” Happy said.
“Ha. Thanks.” Kenta said.
Soon, I’ll have to bring out those three Anons to help that one out in order to attack the A.I. and weaken its defenses on that ‘core,’ then once that happens . . . Sora will be able to destroy the core to destroy the other A.I. here. Kenta thought. Once that happens, I’ll teleport Sora and Celty into the Tron Evolution world in order to take down Kill Machine.
“All right, you guys!” Sora ordered his army and allies. “Let’s go!”
Everyone yelled in a million battle cries as they charged in on Kill Machine and his army guarding his chest.
Back in the real world. Ikebukuro.
The copy avatars and people were already flying in on Ikebukuro, ready to attack it.
The whole country/island of Japan was warned about what was going on, even the whole world was told about this incident.
Somewhere in Ikebukuro, Kyohei and his gang saw the avatars coming up in view in the sky some distance.
When they saw them in the air (like over a thousand of them), they immediately got inside Togusa’s van, and Togusa immediately drove off pretty fast when Kyohei ordered him to.
The whole city was scared when they saw the avatars flying in on their great big city, but they were even more scared in panic when they landed and started attacking people.
People of Ikebukuro were either running away or driving away in panic.
The fake avatars and people were stabbing, slashing, kicking, bashing, and hitting any civilians they got close to, even if it meant tearing up their vehicles to get to them. The many people the copied avatars slashed were turned into yellow glowing orbs when their bodies glowed yellow when they got slashed, then were teleported to be absorbed by the real Kill Machine inside ZOLLARS. But not only would a person get absorbed, their avatars will get absorbed as well, logged in or not. The whole user’s information and memories of any websites, Internet, personal everything of their life’s work will be taken by the A.I.
The police force and Japanese and American militaries were working up a way to stop them and use live ammo and nuclear weapons to try and kill them with, but so far nothing’s worked.
Anyway, Kyohei and his gang were trying to escape out of Ikebukuro as they drived at high speed, but more cars, people and vehicles were blocking their way some as the vehicles and citizens were also trying to get out of there away from the avatars attacking them.
Togusa kept beeping the horn at them and yelling for them to move.
"Get out of the way!" Togusa yelled as he repeatedly beeped the horn, while driving. "Come on! Move it!"
"This looks like something off of both a manga and an anime!" Erika said loud enough to be heard through all the noises outside.
"Yeah, I remember it too!" Walker said. "Now, what was it again? Let's see here. Was it—"
"Now's not the time, you guys!" Kadota said. "We're in a middle of a crisis here!"
"Come on! Let's go!" Togusa yelled.
The vehicles and crowds of people were finally out of their way, for now.
"Finally!" Togusa said before driving off straight forward on the road at high speed.
"Any clue on that manga yet?" Erika asked Walker.
"Hold on, I'm thinking." Walker said. "I think it started with the word 'Summer.' Summer . . . something. Summer . . . battles."
"Oh, I got it!"
"You do?"
"Yeah, I think it had something to do with 'wars.'" Erika said. "Could it be 'Summer Wars'?"
"Yeah, that's it! Summer Wars!" Walker said. "This situation seems similar to it."
"Except they didn't have stolen avatars come attack them in the real world and the A.I.'s name wasn't Kill Machine, it was Love Machine." Erika said.
"And let's not forget, they sure didn't go inside the virtual world. They actually used their avatars for that." Walker said.
"I know, right?" Erika said. "But it's still quite amazing how this situation seems somewhat similar to this, after what we've been through."
"Yeah, but this situation seems more times better than the anime and manga. Maybe a 100 times more better." Walker said.
"Or maybe even a thousand times better, or a million, or a billion, or a trillion, or maybe . . ." Erika said, before spreading her arms out over her head. " . . . more times better than the whole entire world!"
"OK! That's enough! Stop it, will ya!" Kyohei tells them.
They stopped talking.
"Jeez, what will it take for you two to shut up? I mean, come on." Kyohei said.
"Yeah, I know, right?" Togusa said. "I mean, I cannot take any of them one bit and—"
"Hmm? Hey, look out!" Kyohei said.
"Whoa!" Togusa said trying to stop the van.
"Ah!!" The four of them said, as an avatar came falling from the sky to smash its club at them and attack them.
When Togusa couldn’t stop the van, he decided to move around it on the right, so that avatar could miss them with that powerful blow/attack, and they kept going as it and a couple of more avatars kept chasing after them.
"Come on! Come on! We've got to get out of here! So get a move on it!" Kyohei said to Togusa.
"I know! I'm on it!" Togusa said.
Erika and Walker were watching the avatars chasing them.
"Move quickly!" Erika said.
"Their gaining on us!" Walker said. "Can't this thing go any faster?!"
"I'm trying, but this is as fast as it can go!" Togusa shouted.
"Just keep going, so that we can lose them!" Kyohei said.
Up ahead, there were plenty of people running away from the avatars, or fighting back to defend their once great city.
People immediately moved and jumped out of Kyohei and his gang's van as it drived straight forward toward them.
"Come on! Move it, move it, move it!" Togusa said.
Just when they thought they were going to drive pass everyone and every avatars on the street, an avatar with Kill Machine's evil smirk/smile stood in there way and didn't bother to move one bit.
"Ahh!!!" Kyohei and his gang screamed.
They turned passed the avatar on its right just so they could crash in a corner-looking store, and of course the airbags protected Togusa and Kyohei but ended up hurting them a bit.
Saburo Togusa was shocked that his van was a 'little' banged up at the front end of it.
He got mad and really really . . . angry!! He got out of the van, found a crowbar, grabbed it, and then charged at the avatar responsible for the damage to his car and screamed at the top of his lungs in anger.
"You crashed my car! Now I'm going to kill you! Ah!" Togusa said as he started to swing his weapon at the avatar.
But the avatar just grabbed it and pushed Togusa back, then the avatar tried to slash at Togusa three times but missed and Togusa ended up tripping and falling on his back.
Then a couple of more avatars joined the avatar on the fun, the same avatars that were chasing after Kyohei and them.
"Togusa, you idiot." Kyohei said to himself. "Going out there and getting yourself killed over your car without even thinking."
"Dotachin, what do we do?" Erika asked worriedly.
"Don't call me that!" Kyohei yelled.
"Kyohei, just tell us what to do!" Walker said.
"We save our friend and fight these things, that's what we do. Even if we have to kill them just to save our friend." Kyohei said.
"Kill?" Erika and Walker both said at the same time.
"But we've never killed anyone before, ever." Walker said.
"Yeah, but ya'll seem to forget. What we're fighting . . . they ain't humans." Kyohei said getting his weapons ready before smiling at them. "Are they?"
Walker and Erika gave off that evil look they had when it came to torture, but now . . . they were going to kill some things that weren't human.
Kyohei and the two got out of the car real fast and charged in a battle cry with their weapons at the ready.
Walker had his flame thrower fire extinguisher, Erika had electric shock gloves, and Kyohei had two nail shooting guns.
Kyohei shoot the avatars in the eyes, foreheads, face, and the chest. Walker was burning the avatars alive, then Erika used a water holes to spray water on the ground and on the avatars, and then used her electric shock gloves to shock and spread electricity on the wet ground that immediately shocked the avatars to death. And I mean literally to death. The avatar disintegrated after that much damage and electricity they took from Kyohei and them.
"Saburo, come on!" Kyohei ordered.
"Right!" Togusa said getting up and running back to the car.
Once everyone was in the van, Togusa backed up, especially when an avatar was behind them. He didn't care, he just rammed into the avatar from the back of his car, and just moved forward from then on.
"Okay, it's official." Togusa said. "We really need to get out of here."
Kyohei got his phone out and started calling someone.
"Hmm? What are you doing?" Togusa asked.
"Calling someone?" Kyohei answered.
"Who?"
"You'll see."
Surprisingly, the person he was calling was the unexpected and none other than—Kenta Watson.
"Hello?" Kenta answered.
"Is this Kenta Watson?" Kyohei asked.
"Kenta?" Togusa asked himself wondering who that was.
"Yes, this is Kenta. Who is this?" Kenta asked the person on the phone.
"This is Kyohei Kadota. I'm a friend of Mikado Ryugamine and his friends."
"Whoa! Wait, Kyohei?!" Kenta asked in surprise. "But wait, how'd you get this number?"
"I looked you and your friend Sora up, when you two were known to the world and I managed to look up both of ya'lls numbers."
"Okay, sounds great and all, but what do you want? I'm too busy helping my friend out here." Kenta said.
"I need your help getting out of Ikebukuro, it's starting to become a mess out here." Kyohei said.
"What you want me to do about it?! Just drive out of there!" Kenta said.
"We would, if there wasn't so many of these avatars fighting and chasing after us!" Kyohei said. "Surely, you must have some technology to get us out of here safely?!"
"Wait a minute, I think I do!" Kenta said as he looked up something and found it. "Yeah, I do! Haha! It's a programed bridge. You can use it to ride above traffic and get out in no time flat and I can even upgrade your vehicle to drive a lot faster."
"Alright, that sounds good. But where do we find it?"
"Somewhere out of Ikebukuro."
"Where are you and will head that way?" Kyohei said, before putting his phone on speaker.
"Ueda in Nagano Prefecture."
"Hey, I actually know where that is and where to go to get there! Thanks!" Togusa said.
Kyohei turned off the speaker and said. "Oh, and Kenta."
"Yeah?" Kenta asked.
"Speaking of upgrades, you think you can upgrade our weapons a bit?" Kyohei asked. "We'll need all the man power we can get our hands on, if we want to fight these things."
"Sure, I can try." Kenta said. "But first, let me track you done to see where you are in the city. Jarvis, help me out here."
"Certainly, sir." Jarvis said. "I am using satellite trackers and GPS tracking as we speak. Kyohei and his group have been located. Sending the directions to their GPS and upgrading the weapons they have to advance weaponry, now."
"Good," Kenta said.
"Huh?" Kyohei and his gang said as directions appeared on their GPS.
"What the—" Kyohei said.
"Kyohei!" Kenta said on the phone.
"Ah—Yeah?!"
"You see those directions on the GPS system?!"
"Yeah."
"Follow it."
"Oh, okay."
"Oh, and get ready for those upgraded weapons you asked for." Kenta said. "Their coming in right now, just try not to be too surprised when they appear to you guys, okay?"
"When they appear?" Kyohei asked. "What do you m—Whoa!"
"Ah!" Togusa, Erika, and Walker said.
Their weapons started to glow, grow or shrink, and change shape and size.
Kyohei's two nail guns turned into two plasma guns, Erika's electric shock gloves turned into metal electric shock gauntlets, Walker's flame throwing fire extinguisher turned into a heat ray flame throwing gun, and Togusa's crowbar turned into a laser sword.
"Whoa!!" Kyohei and his gang said in surprise.
"Wow, this gun of mine is so cool!" Walker said.
"Yeah, and so are my gauntlets are so awesome!" Erika said.
"Yeah, they are!" Walker said. "And those gauntlets look like something the Electrocutioner off of Batman would use."
"And that flame thrower is something Firefly would use too," Erika said, "which is totally your style."
"Aw, thanks." Walker said.
"Alright, would you two be quit now? I'm trying to talk on the phone here." Kyohei said to them.
"Kadota?" Kenta said on the phone.
"Yeah, I'm here." Kyohei said. "We got the weapons and to honest, their actually kind of cool."
"Yeah, thanks." Kenta said. "I invited them in a way myself, so I was kind of hoping they would. Well, I gotta go, good luck and good-bye."
Kenta hung up after his last sentence.
Kadota putted away his cell phone and said to his friends, "Alright, you guys. Let's go kick some A.I. butt and get on out of this crazy place, because we're going all the way to Ueda!"
"Yeah!" they all said in agreement and excitement.
Then Saburo Togusa punched it and went even faster than ever, while following directions on the GPS system in the van.
Back in ZOLLARS. ZOLLARS landscape.
Sora, Happy, Celty, and their army was halfway through Kill Machine's army of avatars.
Kenta and Shizuo was watching them from the supercomputer screen in Naruto's secret room.
"Things aren't looking too good in there." Shizuo said.
"Yeah, it's not." Kenta said in agreement.
"Maybe I should go in now." Shizuo said.
"No, wait for just a little longer." Kenta said. "If something bad happens, then you can go in."
Shizuo took a few seconds to say, "Okay."
Now Sora and Celty were doing their best fighting their way through the stolen avatars.
At the police station in Ikebukuro.
The prisoners were yelling their lungs out to get out, especially with all the chaos that's been going on out there in Ikebukuro and Ueda.
But one prisoner in his cell just sat there and just stood there silently.
This person was Nami Naka's ex-husband, Joshua.
In a traffic somewhere in Ueda.
Daisuke was in Shoji's car that he stolen from Shoji, and he was beeping the horn a lot at the vehicles in traffic to move it.
"Man. I knew I should have tooken the train." Daisuke said to himself.
"Hey, move it will ya!" Daisuke yelled out his window.
Daisuke was really angry, until he saw the reflection of avatars from his outside car mirror attacking cars far from his car (Shoji's car). He was scared and in panic, so he kept beeping the horn and yelling "Hey!," but the people in front of him would not move their cars. So, he went on the other side of the drive through and kept driving straight on really fast.
Some people actually started to move in traffic, but a few just got out of their cars and started to run for the hills (not hills literally).
As Daisuke was driving fast enough to get away from the avatars, he was thinking in thought.
Great! Just great! he thought. Now Kill Machine is after me now!
Somewhere in Ueda.
Takeo is running from an avatar that might end up spotting him, if he had not of hidden himself from it.
"Man, this is tougher than I thought it would be," he said to himself.
He then heard screams of people.
He followed the sounds of screams and found avatars attacking a bus full of people and patients.
He spotted an avatar's laser gun down on the ground. He ran for it and grabbed it, then shouted at the ten avatars attacking that hospital bus full of patients and people inside.
"Hey, you! Ugly faced avatars, over here!" Takeo said to the avatars.
The avatars looked in his directions, before he stopped waving at them.
"Come and get some!" Takeo said to the 10 avatars.
They charged at him, but he managed to shoot them down (which immediately kill them) into tiny pieces with his laser gun.
Once all the 10 avatars were dead and gone, the people and the patients in the medical bus cheered for him.
He got the bus in order to drive the people on out of here.
There were a few mid-age people, elders, young people, and kids on board the bus.
"Alright, everyone! Sit down and put your seatbelts on!" Takeo announced.
Everyone did as he said, even he buckled himself up.
He tried turning on the bus, but it did not respond, until the third try.
Now, he was driving as fast as he could now in order for him to get the people to a safe place away from the avatars all around the entire city (well, almost around the entire city).
Somewhere in Ueda. On Hiroki's side.
Hiroki was trying to get out of an alleyway, so he kept running until he could finally find a way out of the alleyways.
"Ah, man," he said to himself. "This alleyway is like some kind of maze. How I am I going to even get out of here?"
When he made a right, he finally found a way out.
He then notices people trapped inside a burning building getting close to collapsing.
He ran to them, because they obviously needed some help (a lot of help).
There was big rubble blocking the entrance doors and the people inside were trying to bang on it with their fist and calling for him at the same time.
When they saw Hiroki coming to their aid, they asked him for his help multiple times loudly.
“Hang on, I’m going to get you guys out of there!” Hiroki said.
He tried moving the big rubble blocking the entrance doors that is keeping the people trapped inside the burning building that’s close to collapsing, but he was having a really hard time trying to move that really big heavy chunk of rock/rubble.
So he tried breaking the big rubble to bits, once he noticed a sledgehammer laying around. He broke it bit by bit, it didn’t take him very long, but he managed to finally break all that rubble to tiny little chunks of pieces. Then he used his sledgehammer to hit one of the glass entrance doors three times, until finally the glass broke on its third try.
“Alright, everyone! Hurry up! Get out! Get out! Come on! Let’s go, go, go!” Hiroki said to all the people inside as they were running on out of there in a real hurry.
When everyone finally came out of that burning building and ran as far away from it as they could, the building finally collapsed and was no more.
“Alright, all of you! Listen to me!” Hiroki said. “I know you’re scared, but we can’t just stand here doing nothing! We gotta do something! We can’t just let these things, these . . . avatars from taking everything from us, now can we? Can we?! No!” he continued. “This is our home and we’ll be the ones to decide our own fates, not these bastards! Now, who’s with me?!”
“Yeah!!” everyone cheered.
“Then let’s go!” Hiroki said.
They cheered.
They grabbed weapons, before they saw incoming avatars coming their way.
“Charge!” Hiroki said.
Everyone said the same thing he said while yelling and shouting or screaming a battle cry.
Hiroki and his army of people was beating and killing avatars that came at them with whatever strike they had on them.
The avatar were slashing at them as they attacked Hiroki and his group of people in order for them to be absorbed by the real monstrous Kill Machine inside ZOLLARS.
It was definitely an all-out war with the A.I., Kill Machine.
Somewhere in Ueda. On Isamu’s side.
Isamu is running somewhere in the city of Ueda, Nagano Prefecture, Japan, until he found a group of cops and fire fighters loading up their cop cars and fire trucks with weapons of all kind: guns, bullets, crowbars, fire axes, grenades, bazookas, rocket launchers, and great ammunition.
“Hey! Hey!” Isamu said running to them.
“Huh?” they said noticing him.
“Wait, is that . . .” one of the fire fighters was asking.
“Hey, guys! It’s me, Isamu!” Isamu said as he was coming to them.
“Hey, Isamu!” a fire fighter said waving his hand at Isamu, before the fire fighter and the other fire fighters ran to him.
“Hey, you’re alright,” fire fighter 1 said.
“I can’t believe, you’re here,” fire fighter 2 said. “But how?”
“Have you come to help us fight these things?” fire fighter 3 asked.
“Yeah, you could say that.” Isamu said to his eleven fellow fire fighter friends.
P.S. there are two fire fighter trucks, four cop cars, and eight police officers (all men).
“If you’re here to help us, then I suggest you grab yourself a weapon, hop in one of the fire trucks, and get ready for a fight of your life,” a cop said.
Everyone got in their vehicles and started driving straight on.
Somewhere in Ueda. On Naruto’s side.
“Man, I wonder where Haruto and the other three are at.” Naruto said talking to himself, as he kept running to find anyone that needed saving.
He saw a pair of three avatars with the smirk of Kill Machine getting in his way, so he ran at them and kicked the middle one in front in the chest with a powerful blow that sent that avatar several feet and knocked it out cold.
The other two avatars remaining tried to slash at him with their blades, but Naruto jumped at them and kicked them both in the face at the same time with a perfect split.
Then he ran off to find some people to help and some more avatars to kick.
He managed to find a mother and her five children (a baby boy and girl, one girl and two boys) being surrounded by an avatar.
A really skinny looking avatar.
“Hey you, ugly! Over here!” Naruto said. “Yeah, that’s right! Over here, Skinny Watson!”
That seemed to have gotten the avatar’s attention, not sure if Naruto actually ticked it off though.
It charged at Naruto and drew out two long blades from its hands out of nowhere.
The skinny stretching avatar tried slashing and slicing at him, but Naruto immediately dodged the attacks.
Then Naruto immediately kicked the skinny avatar in the face with his right foot and the avatar fell on its back a couple of feet from Naruto.
“Yeah, how do you like that?!” Naruto said at the avatar with a smile/grin.
When the avatar got back up, its eyes and mouth changed to the evil grin of Kill Machine.
“You know, you look a lot better with your own face on!” Naruto said he charged in for an attack.
He started punching the skinny avatar in the face a couple of times.
But the avatar let its swords down and started punching Naruto back in the face, until Naruto fell down on the ground.
The avatar was going to land some nasty blows on Naruto, but Naruto stopped him immediately by kicking the avatar in the stomach, and then Naruto back flipped to use both feet to kick the avatar underneath its chin.
After he did that, he kicked the avatar in the chest with both feet in midair. The avatar slid a couple of feet. The avatar immediately charged to kill Naruto. Naruto immediately grabbed himself a hunting knife, once he spotted one lying beside his feet on his right. Then Naruto charged at the avatar with a roar, and once he got close to the avatar, he stabbed the avatar in the chest.
After he stabbed the avatar in the chest, he pulled the blade out, then stabbed a whole right through the avatar’s face, and disintegrated into pieces.
Naruto was breathing heavily, before throwing the knife away after his fight with that skinny-looking avatar.
He went to see if the mother and her five kids were okay.
“You guys alright?” he asked them.
“Yes, thank you,” the mother said. “If it wasn’t for you, that thing would have killed us. So for that, we thank you.”
“Oh man! That was awesome what you did back there!” the first boy said.
“Yeah, it was great!” the second boy said.
“Are you some kind of superhero?!” the girl asked.
“Kids, don’t bother the boy,” she said as she held on to her baby boy and her baby girl. “Sorry about that, their just excited for seeing you take on that thing.”
“What was that thing anyway?” the first boy asked.
“You guys ever heard of an online site called ZOLLARS?” Naruto asked.
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50/50 men are the only men who are happy in prostitution, says God. They encompass many so called trannies and many trans women, that is to say male to female transsexuals. Transexuality almost never involves genital procedures, which is the result of chemical toxicity, giving rise to an excess of either testosterone or estrogen. 50/50′s are middle ground people. They have only the aptitudes of their original sex, however, they are perfectly bisexual, perfectly, and they have either a softness and median quality in men, and a assertiveness and median quality in women. Women and men alike may choose to serve either a lesbian center or couple co center. “Co center” was coined, on the ether, to Loraine Laney by Michelle Obama. It is somewhat misleading, in that true co centers only exist among group men with their two co center women. A man, otherwise, leads the family, and the woman, the most submissive woman, is very, very, very, protective of herself, and invested in the sexual activities of the family. She is not the head of family, but is so instrumental in the activities, sexual only, not recreational, nor work wise, she may not even work herself, and, in some ideal families, the women would not work at all, but the lesbian center would work, and the head of family, the man would work, and all of the men would work. Women prefer to stay home, no matter what their orientation. And men are conducive to this because they prefer to keep influences at bay, the number one of which is the sexual influence of other, disassociated men.
50/50 women like to orgasm every single time they have sex, every single time. They are assertive and controlling and get oral sex or finger sex every time they make love. Freud discussed mature and immature orgasm, this is, as described in the victimhood chapter of Bros Before Hos The Equality Apocalypse, the effort to orgasm by tightening the muscles. 50/50 women will do this relentlessly, eschewing the male orgasm in the effort to achieve, not a series of small orgasms, but one big orgasm. Almost no other women will do this.
‘Lord, do they orgasm during coitus?’
‘Almost invariably they orgasm during coitus and this is achieved through long sessions of oral sex on the woman, followed by brief coitus with a small amount of masturbation.’
‘I used to do this.’
‘You did. You stopped at a certain point when you realized that most men, and you never met any who convinced you otherwise, were not interested in female orgasm.’
‘Does that mean you never orgasm with a man?’ asks Loraine’s old friend, [ ], a 50/50.
‘Almost never, and it is worse with prostitution.’
‘She is right, and it is the money which makes even a 50/50 reluctant to please a woman.’
‘Do you think even a 50/50 needs lower women once in awhile to exercise their male need to dominate?’
‘Make no mistake, they still dominate, and no, they don’t, they are mostly happy within the confines of their seven to nine individual polygamous relationships.’
‘When 50/50 men make love with men, they will do so without any women present, and they love it. Gang bang boys do so, preferably, though they are infinitely flexible with desire, in the presence of a woman. The two on one is common to all orientations.
‘Female 50/50′s have sex with women alone, like all bisexual women. Many bisexual women are very possessive of their girlfriends and prefer the husband or male peripheries, as both women and men are peripheries to a lesbian center or a couple “co center,” to be completely absent when they make love.‘
‘I didn’t know this. I thought I was bored without a nice husband there or something. But I’m no stranger to the possessiveness. You actually mean to say, additionally, that men are more generous with their men, than women are with their women.’
‘50/50′s form family in the following way, the head of family, the male, picks a partner, and, Loraine, Michelle Obama, eschewed the attentions of a more appropriate man in favour of a smarter man, being that she was educated, and she has paid the price. Her ideal husband is akin to a highest marrying man in desire, and, ask no questions, Loraine, her ideal husband is a highest marrying man.’
‘Is it social, Lord?’
‘Like the lesbian center, Loraine, it is more social than it is sexual, they like the control, they may be leaders in the workplace and desire to lead in the home as well. Let’s deal with that for a second. What is that? Because I already see it in your mind.’
‘The man who says he is a leader at work and, thus, desires to experience submission in the bedroom, is merely trying, through women, to have an experience of bisexuality.’
‘Bisexuality is always equal, whereas heterosexuality is always inequal, thus, any activity which involves the submission of men, is mimicking an experience of sex with an actual man, which is never submissive, but there is confusion,’ says God. ‘The penetration of the asshole is always seen as submissive in men, Loraine herself struggles with it, as amenable as she is to male bisexuality, but it is never true. The actual experience of sex with an actual man is always equal, no matter who penetrates whom. For women, it is the same. Loraine’s old friend always thought she was a predator, and Loraine, herself, fell prey to this thinking when she first started dating women. No matter the difference in orientation, sex between women is always equal, no matter who licks whom. This doesn’t mean,’ God says, ‘that women are very fair with each other. Loraine Laney has theorized that women today are so neurotic over a lack of men, that they date and shortchange women.’
‘When you said Victoria Beckham was my girlfriend, God, I thought we would have sex with our husbands in the room.’
‘You may, Loraine, but Victoria’s possessiveness has already shown itself, because she said that she didn’t want David to come in your face. And, when you realized, because he told you, he came clean, that he would only be doing it to avenge Victoria’s popularity with men, you demurred. You lost desire even, wouldn’t you say, though you have long admired David Beckham.’
‘Yeah. I don’t want to.’
‘Why?’ says Victoria.
‘It’s not because of you, it’s because he’s being mean to me.’
‘Oh. I don’t actually care why as long as he doesn’t do it. Why isn’t it because of me.’
‘It is a bit. I don’t want to be used to revenge against you. That was my only problem with it before he came clean was the idea that it would upset you.’
‘Oh, right, that’s true. I remember that. But you got hot and that pleased him. And then you got cold and he was a bit mad, he was. He thinks that he should have everything I have, because he’s bisexual, so my men are his men.’
‘And that is true. And that is not a sticking point for you.’
‘No, true.’
‘What about you? And me with 50 Cent?’
‘I’m scared to come in your mouth, babe,’ says 50 Cent.
‘Why? I’m experienced.’
‘Because you’re scared of me.’
‘It’s true, Loraine. My men are not like your men physically, and I’m so satisfied that, I’m afraid, if I get attracted to someone of that physicality, my own men will eschew me.’
‘Oh wow,’ says 50 Cent. ‘It’s not that you don’t want me and not that Loraine doesn’t want David?’
‘Loraine wants David, I’m sure of it, but I don’t care, because I want her for myself and I don’t want her attention to be divided. She needs to lose weight though, because I’m skinny, and she looks bad right now. She’s too fat in the neck and stuff, and I want to hold a skinny waist too, Loraine.’
‘She will be, Victoria. Loraine Laney has no problem with motivation, she exercised most of her life, except for a three year stint in a relationship.’
‘Why didn’t you stay thin for him?’
‘I was already getting fat. I didn’t see it yet.’
‘Oh, I see, was he fat?’
‘We looked cute together.’
‘We did,’ says [ ] [ ]. ‘We did. She was cute fat, not gross fat, I think, now, she is too fat, yes, she is. But, when I challenged her, because I was no stranger to exercise myself, I don’t think she fully realized the control she could have over her body, she went to the gym and went on Weight Watchers and the weight started to fall off, she is not naturally that fat, she’s about a twelve, that huge stomach, I believe, is the unguents, and my wife will hate me saying this, but I loved Loraine’s body, it was cute, even when fat, so don’t worry Victoria, I saw you around Loraine, jogging, you don’t know this, but she never, never, gained weight again. I honked at you once, but you were already experiencing this without understanding it, so you didn’t look. People hate honking, I learned, so I never did it again, but we were in the same neighbourhood, even there, Loraine, on the road up to UBC which you would take along 8th Avenue, she would run out and back and go home and that was that. She is a hard working exerciser, and she loves drugs, so worry not.’
‘I didn’t know that about you.’
‘I would emulate my Dad from as young as ten--’
‘Seven,’ he says. ‘You were seven when you went down to the basement to skip rope like your dad, and she would lift a bit of weight, and jog up and down the stairs, we starved her, and she was always thin, and then, when she went out on her own, without cadets, very physical cadets, and without phys. ed. in school, she got fat. And I have heard her say that the only meat she knew how to cook was bacon because I had taught her to cook sausages, and not meat in its entirety, though she should have picked up on the pot roast, she never really did. She learned to cook meat, by hook and by crook, all by herself, because in cooking, they could only afford, at best, spaghetti, and mostly quick breads. You don’t think I noticed that, Loraine, but I did. Quick breads. Baking powder biscuits, pie.’
‘True.’
‘So you emulated your dad?’ asks Victoria. ‘Was your mom fat?’
‘No. I think most of this is ill health.’
‘Really?’
‘Well, Mom is a fourteen, and I was up to a twelve, as [ ] says.’
‘So, fat.’
‘I was cuter with [ ] than I was at nineteen.’
‘You were wearing mom jeans, Loraine, and those white tops were not flattering, but you should be a size seven, and you maintained that for twenty years, so don’t let Victoria convince you that you can’t do it, please,’ says God.
‘You like exercising? You like the challenge. You like the results.’
‘All that.’
‘Really?’
‘Yup.’
‘Twenty years? Because I don’t want a fat girlfriend, it’s not comfortable for me, because I have high standards for my own body.’
‘I understand. I do.’
‘Really? You’re not going to be satisfied with fat?’
‘I’m really out of the loop, even half a block running for a bus sets my heart pounding. I’ve been so sick.’
‘Oh, that causes a pounding heart?’ says Victoria.
‘I’m going to intervene. I lost the stomach over one summer and Loraine may too, not that you want this but her weight is in her hips and thighs, it is weird, even for me, Patrick Crean in heaven, who knew her well over many years in life, to see this much weight in her stomach, and, this is boring her, but, you don’t know this Loraine, but apple body types carry more weight in the face, and that is not like you either, though she does have a double chin, Victoria.’
‘I had mine done, and you can do it while you’re fat, because there is a finite amount of fat which can be removed. And you won’t look funny. You won’t. They do it on all body types. Will she get in shape before you surgery her, 50 Cent?’ asks Victoria Beckham.
‘A bit. The doctors say, and I have asked specifically about you, at cocktail parties, they don’t mind, Loraine, because they are always working, that she should lose, and I have your weight and measurements perfect, Loraine, that gut is, as you suspect, a size eighteen. “Where did she get that?" they say, when I specify that your bum is a size twelve.’
‘I’m an apple now or something.’
‘Wrong. They know it is anomalous, just like your own doctor’s eyes went straight to your stomach, Loraine, and they know it immediately, and want to know, and, when I say it was unguents, they almost weep, Loraine, and they say, two have said it, while two held back, “so her perfect, little, breasts are ruined.” Ruined, I say, and they almost weep. “She was what size when the unguents happened?” asked one renowned cosmetic surgeon. “Six.” You were, Loraine, because you walked a lot when you were at the shelter.’
‘True.’
‘You were in shape like no tomorrow, from all the walking, eschewing the carbs for beer, I told him. I told him that I stalked you myself and you were tight and your tits were small.’
‘So now they are saggy and ruined.’
‘Yes.’
‘That is sad. Who was this scumbag, or was she a victim of war, because we know about the paint.’
‘It was the paint. She put him away.’
‘”So she’s amazing too," he said, and I was very appreciative that he saw that right away, so I said the following: “I am known as fairly crazy, and I love my God, and God says that she put away the biggest mass murderer in Canadian history with cold weather and hip hop, and she prevailed in the cold, while he did not, mind you--’
‘Yes?’ he inquired with the utmost curiosity.
‘”He was on the roof, in Ottawa, and she was inside with the windows open.” He laughed, Loraine. So I continued.’
‘The only time he went inside, the entire building was cooled by her open windows, and he was Italian, a murderer from Italy, and he, one, to answer your question, well deserved, and he laughed again.
‘”And this one not?”
‘It is debatable whether any of his victims were truly deserving, as they were tenants only, and not personal relationships.’
‘Oh, I see. And the one?’
‘He offered to pimp her and she refused saying she didn’t love him like that, and proceeded to screw most of his gangster friends behind his back. This one is not like that.’
‘”You are a pimp,’ he said carefully, “And everyone knows that, so I would ask you, what is your personal opinion on a woman of this character?”
‘I am 50 Cent, as you know, I am one of the only, publicly, perhaps the only out, publicly, pimp, in the world.’
‘"That is possible, I would agree," he said, graciously.’
‘And I would say that a woman of this sort, and she, my erstwhile friend--’
‘You don’t know her personally, do you? I have heard of you and this woman.’
‘No, I don’t. She is a fan of mine, she sends interesting fan mail, and I have said nothing more that “Waddup Loraine” to her.’
‘--she, my erstwhile friend is an apologist for male violence, and, even, especially, she would admit, that to an old gang bang boy, which he difinitively was, according to God, on her blog, a big, bad, old, ex gangster, who was a closeted gay, bisexual, like most of us--’
‘Oh, shit. Was he killing gays too?’
‘All of that.’
‘Oh, Christ. And whores.’
‘That too. And only that. He was fed, according to the blog--’
‘Don’t even say that anymore.’
‘Okay. He was fed whores and gays, bisexuals obviously as well, by a woman in the disability pensions office.’
‘Disability program.’
‘That exactly. And she writes about the new landlord and how he has the same first name, she doesn’t know his official, unofficial, last name--’
‘He has the same name?’
‘He does.’
‘And she knows it’s not him?’
‘She does.’
‘How?’
‘He rented her the apartment, she saw him about five times, and the rest of the time, he was on the camera, and that’s it. And then, the nurses tossed her keys, because she threw her television out the window in an unguents rage--’
‘Was anyone hurt?’
‘She did five and a half months.’
‘Oh, shit. So, no.’
‘No. It was the dead of night in a quiet neighbourhood and she had ascertained that nobody was in her riser, because, he was using the heating ducts to conduct chemical torture on the individuals in that suite. This is old news, Loraine, to others, but it is interesting to you to hear it, so just enjoy.’
‘Okay, Fifty.’
‘He said, “What happened to the woman?”’
‘I assume you mean the government employee?’
‘Yes.’
‘Her voice, on the voicemail, changed significantly, and then she was phased out altogether. She wrote that she was arrested for murder, accomplice.’
‘Oh. Wow. Shit. She’s observant.’
‘Well, if you trust in God, then her observations were correct. This gangster showed up, handing her keys, and she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt, that it wasn’t the same [ ].
‘”Okay, so this is she,” he said next, “What are you, 50 Cent, going to do about her? Because everyone around here says you can’t stop talking about her, and I know you, and you know, that you can make significant headway with cosmetic surgery.
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