Blood of the Aswangs

Chapter 18: End of Vacation ~Beginning of Training~

"HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE!!!" smiled Miguel.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" yelled everyone else while each beaming gloriously.

Before them are foods that include giant clams, coconut crabs, king crabs, cheese platter, sashimi (salmon, tuna, and sea urchin), sushi, a 12-piece Happy Chicken Bucket, eight Happy Wings Tray with several flavors (cheese, garlic parmesan, lava cheese, ghostly pepper, wasabi, orange, honey glazed, ranch, bbq, mustard, lemon, buffalo wings, Korean, Pinoy Inasal, Japanese Tempura, Cajun, blue cheese, lime, cheetos, spicy cheetos, honey garlic, and plain), an ice cream cake, lasagna, prawn tempura, California Maki, tonkatsu, onigiri, kimchi, ikameshi, lumpyang shanghai,  balut, century eggs, kare-kare, bulalong nilaga, sinigang baboy, laing, and sinigang bangus.

Miguel laughs warmly. "HOLY SHIT!!! THIS IS AMAZING!!!" While he raised his glass of soda his eyes sparkled with pure excitement.

The entire group is feasting on their very boat feasting in a specialized boodle fight with all the food placed on banana leaves. "WOOOO!!!" smiled everyone, as they cheerily toasted their drinks...

That night... the entire group slept soundly...

Prometheus, in his room, slowly activates a hologram. "January 1, 1988. Superhero World Time. Splooge synthesis plan commenced this July is nearly complete. In the last day of March, right before Summer Vacation, the second tournament will commence. If they pass this... The Aswang Prince's true power will hopefully emerge... And he will be ready for extraction."

And then...

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU THREE!!!" smiled everyone.

Miguel, the Reaper, and Prometheus all have party hats on their heads. "Hooray..." they said monotonously.

And then... after all that nice adventure... they all went home...

"HERU... FAIYAAAAAAA!!!!!!" Miguel blasts an entire mountain in the desolated world, where its half top is decimated and dusted entirely as molten lava drips down from its top.

"Why'd you Weeb-ized it? There wasn't any point in Weeb-izing it," said Prometheus.

"Been working on a few new moves..." smirked Miguel. "You said that every week, we'd be having tournaments, right? Ending with prom night? So, from January 21, 2022 all the way to March 25 there would be Ten Tournaments, right?"

"Yes. The Prom Tournament. Meanwhile, Fred should be around the levels of quantum physics. Sadly, he's slacking," said Prometheus, squinting his eyes at Fred.

"Ah, come on, man!" yelled Fred, sipping some orange juice.

The Reaper appears with his Mk. 2 armor.

"Huh... What's up with the Mark 2 armor all of the sudden?" asked Prometheus.

"Reasons, Prometheus. Reasons..." said the Reaper. "Alright, Miguel. Show me what you've learned so far..."

"Okay. Mr. Reaper. First! Do the Dragon Breath!"

The Reaper immediately looks at the sky and vomits flames generated THRU his skull mask and into another mountain, blowing it up.

Miguel laughs. "YEAH!!! Okay... MY TURN!!!" Miguel presses his nose and blows out some flaming snot that explodes on the ground and creates a very small crater.

"What...? What was that?" asked the Reaper

Miguel does it again and creates another small explosion and a small crater. "Okay! Now DO HELL MIRAGE!!!"

"I'm not a Pokemon."

"Just do it!"

The Reaper creates several dancing versions of himself from his body.

Miguel smiles and holds out his hand. "HUGH!!!" Miguel creates a fake image of himself and hides the whole area with ashes.

"Impressive..." smiled the Reaper.

"Ooh! Ooh! Do Hell Rocket!"

The Reaper points his fists down and flies up and zooms around in the air. He lands right before the group.

Miguel smiles as he bursts out flames from the palms of his hands and feet and flies up just like Iron Man. He also blasts tinier flames from his back. He then zooms around in the air. "WOOOO!!! WOOHOO!!! W-W-WHOA!!! MORE CONTROLLED FLIGHT!!!"

Miguel lands before him. "Now do Hell Drill!"

The Reaper points two fingers and blasts out a spiraling set of flames that drills a perfect hole into a mountain.

Miguel then blasts a beam that creates a larger hole in the mountain.

Miguel then breaks his arm.

"OH MY GOD!!!" yelled Jedan into Anna's ear, causing her to spit out her drink.

"Heal my arm!" smiled Miguel.

The Reaper does so with Healing Flames.

Miguel then breaks his other arm.

"OH MY GOD!!!" yelled Jedan once more into Anna's ear, causing her to spit out her drink again.

"SHUT UP!!!" Anna punches Jedan in the face.

Miguel then uses heat to immediately regenerate his arm much faster than he usually does. "Now do your Hell Seekers!"

The Reaper then blasts out tiny sparking bullets that explode upon contact with a moving drone Athena set up in the skies above them.

Miguel smiles and snaps his fingers as bombs explode beneath some scouting rovers.

"DAMN IT!!!" roared Prometheus. "I WAS STUDYING ROCKS WITH THAT!!! I WILL WHOOP YOUR ASS IF YOU DO THAT AGAIN!!!" 

"Sorry, Mr. Prometheus!" smiled Miguel. "Anyway! Firecracker Spit!"

"Lemme guess. A Firecracker literal spit instead of a bullet?"

"Y-! *GASP!!!* You KNEW?!? Where you spyin' on me?"

"So... In other words, you copied my techniques and either simplified or make complicated most of them?" asked the Reaper.

"Well! Uh..."

"Miguel. You're nearing 2nd year after the tournament. I need you to master an actual original flame technique."

"Uh. Aerial Hell Cartwheel Kick?"

"Anything else?"

"The Wings of the Phoenix? HELL WHIP!?!? HELL BLADE HAND!?!?"

"Those are all variations of Tyrone's Ice Techniques. You only ever mastered the Aerial Hell Cartwheel Kick and it wasn't very effective against Tyrone after you used it over and over again."

"HOW ABOUT THIS!?!!? RAH!!!"

*BOOM!!!*

"Voila! Le Hell Burst!" smiled Miguel.

The Reaper then takes a deep breath and exhales loudly, creating a calmer but deadlier heat wave.

Prometheus, while expressing frustration, had saved everyone with his Bubble Shield.

Everyone shivers in fear from both of their attacks.

The Reaper grabs Miguel's shoulder. "Make an original one."

"Uh... Okay!" smiled Miguel.