Alma: Oh no!
Micheal: You've never seen Trey fight before have you?
Alma: First time.
Micheal: *Smiles* Watch and enjoy.
Trey: Heh, repelling flame!
(Trey spins quickly and a dome of flame swirls around him. When Zellos' attack makes contact, the flames aggressively repel him back.)
Zellos: Hm.
Alma: How did those flames repel Zellos back?
Micheal: You can ask him later...if he survives.
Alma: If!?
(Trey: Wow, I cannot believe I forgot to describe my friends to you. Sorry, I can be a bit spacy at times. Alma is a 4'11, fair skinned latina mixed with japanese and has long brunette hair down to her waist. She has deep blue eyes and a fit build. Micheal stands at 5'9, short hair that is a mixture of brown, blonde, red, and black hair. He is slightly more muscular than the average person. His eyes are hazel and alternate between blue, gray, and brown depending on his mood.)
Micheal: I will tell you that move will also more easily burn whatever touches it.
Trey: I don't train all night everyday to be hit so easily.
Zellos: *sighs* Is that so? Fine.
(Zellos sheaths his sword and walks away.)
Trey: Crap!
(Zellos in an instant disappears leaving two sonic booms. Trey manages to turn and block, but is easily knocked away.)
Micheal: Zellos clearly has an advantage being able to move twice the speed of Trey.
Alma: Mach two...is it really that easy to move that fast?
Trey: Curse your mach two.
Zellos: You're not the only one who trains.
Trey: Of course not. But mach two? I never thought to raise my speed, only my strength.
Zellos: You can be as strong as you want, even strong enough to crack the earth...
Trey: Hm, not a bad idea there.
Zellos: But, strength means nothing if you can't hit your target.
(Zellos disappears at mach 2 again.)
Alma: In the sky, Trey!
(Zellos attacks from above, readying to strike Trey with another half moon.)
Trey: Here is a technique I was recently tested for by Bolas; Flash Flare.
(With a burst of fire, Trey disappears.)
Zellos: What?
(Another burst of fire appears next to him as Trey punches Zellos in the face. They both land adjacent to the other.)
Trey: Flash flare allows me to move half the speed of light as long as there is natural light, but only once per day. And now...to end this!
(Trey leans forward with his arms to the side and his palms facing up, as if he was carrying a large object on his back.)
Trey: Final flare!
(A giant ball of fire, about 30 ft in circumference forms above Trey.)
Zellos: Idiot, that leaves you wide open.
(Zellos takes a hasso gama stance, then takes off towards Trey at mach two.)
Trey: Haha! You fool! You-!
?: Freeze!!
(Zellos halts immediately. Trey remains in his current position with his attack on standby.)
Trey: Tch, the police, always ruining a good fight.
Chief: Alright freaks! Hold it right there!
(Zellos turns to see that they are surrounded.)
Chief: Each cop here is equipped with a mach gun. You cannot escape.
Zellos: Mach gun?
Trey: I see you have stepped up your game since last time. Mach guns...nice.
Alma: What are mach guns?
Micheal: They are guns that are able to fire ammunition at a max speed of mach 1.5. There are many different types of mach weapons. They are very high tech and they don't overheat when fired. I am surprised they've made it to this small town. But unfortunately for them, they are still composed of metal.
Chief: Fire boy and sword kid stand down now!
Trey: I don't know, should we, Zellos?
Zellos: You're on your own. If I heard your friend correctly, they can only fire at a max of mach 1.5.
Trey: Tch, fine, go.
(Zellos sheaths his blade and vanishes at mach two.)
Chief: What are you guys doing!? Why didn't you fire!?
Cop: Sorry sir, we couldn't aim at him. He was too fast.
Chief: What!? You idiot, your weapon auto locks with mach one targets!!
Cop: That's the thing chief, he was moving faster than that.
(The chief looks over at Trey, who smirked at him.)
Chief: Cocky brat. You apparently can't move like your friend.
Trey: We aren't friends.
(Trey dismisses his attack.)
Trey: But no, I cannot move at mach two. Honestly, it was a first for me as well.
Chief: In that case...
(All the surrounding cops aim at Trey.)
Alma: No, don't!
Chief: Fire!
(The 30 cops that were present emptied their clips. Bullets numbering in the hundreds spray at Trey.)
Trey: Oh, how amusing.
Micheal: Here's where I come in.
Alma: What do you-?
(Micheal raises his hand and his eye color changes to a metallic gray. Every single bullet halts several inches from Trey, who doesn't so much as flinch.)
Chief: We've got another!
(A cop pulls out a scanner and scans a 500 foot radius.)
Cop: The little girl doesn't seem to be one.
Chief: Must be a hostage. Don't worry, girl! We will save you!
Alma: (You've got to be kidding!)
Micheal: Sorry, Alma.
Alma: Huh?
(Both Micheal and Trey manage to dart away. The chief runs over to her.)
Chief: Are you alright little lady?
(Alma turns and looks at the chief who is 6 ft, has short orange hair, looks to be in his forties, with green eyes and fair skin.)
Chief: Come on now, we need to take you to the station.
Alma: Seriously? Why?
Chief: We have some questions for you.
To Be Continued....
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