Apoc jumped first. Otto knew he would make the first move, since he already told Otto that the first move was made by him(Otto). Otto blocked the simple punch, but the force of it sent them both sliding across the floor, leaving deep gashes in their tracks. Otto came in for the counterattack. A punch to the face. Apoc smiled, and didn't do anything to block or dodge. The punch sent him flying. He hit the wall, making a huge dent in it. His expression was hidden behind his black hair for a second, and then his head snapped up viciously. The look in his eyes was genuinely evil, and a twisted smile crept across his mouth. Blood was running down his forehead. He jumped once again. This time, though, he sent a beam of darkness as he was inches from Otto's chest. The blast swallowed him completely, and carried him away. The tension in the air was terrible, as everyone figured that even Otto could die in that. The blast went through several walls, and then dispersed. Everyone waited. Slow footsteps were heard, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Otto came through the hole in the wall, clothes ripped, but smiling. "I'm quite enjoying this, Apoc" said Otto, and then laughed. "Now let's take this up a notch." And they both started transforming... Note: I'm sorry that The break off points are so terrible right now... I seem to have lost my old skill.
Rebecca-Rose. I'm trying to figure out who you are. Cyber makes you sound like you're a bit annoying, but I won't go assuming you are like Laurel Ann, I'll give you a chance first. But yeah I believe we've at least talked once before...
I am not saying she is annoying. I was looking for the threads that you wanted me to bump and I stumbled across her goodbye thread. I know as much as you do.
They inched towards each other simultaneously. The floor below cracked below the pressure of their energies. They were in their complete stages, Otto, looked like he wore white armor, his already white hair shone brilliantly, there was some sort of light or energy coming off of him that wasn't human, his ultimate form, called the White Panther. Apoc's, unnamed, all black, with darkness coming off of him. He had spikes coming out of his back. This was truly a matter of good vs. evil now. Light vs. Dark. They jumped. Energies collided. There was an explosion. Smoke filled the area. Even as the smoke was clearing, there were clear signs of an ongoing struggle. Yells, walls falling, cracks, sounds of utter destruction. Then the smoke finally cleared. There was barely anything of that side left. It was all destroyed. This huge palace, gone in a few seconds. Looking at the two fighters, you would see that they barely suffered any injuries. In fact, there didn't seem to be any injuries whatsoever. They jumped again. Apoc grabbed a spike, snapped it in half, and, as Otto was close to punching Apoc, he stabbed him in the stomach. Otto's power fluxed. Apoc was about to kill him when something strange happened. Otto took out the spike, stood up, and, with his energy still fluxing, took a step forward, his arms hanging limply down. Apoc swung the scythe. Otto, however, simply caught it in his hand and crushed it. Then Otto's White Panther form changed. His hair grew darker. He turned from the White Panther to the (Black) Panther in the matter of seconds. Otto jumped. Kicked Apoc in the face, then, as Apoc flew in the air, jumped again, reaching the height of about 200 meters in mere seconds, and charged at Apoc in that same time. That's when everyone realized that the Black Panther had little wings on it's back. Otto hit Apoc square in the gut. In that time, two sonic booms were heard. Otto's speed actually overcame the laws of the sonic boom. As they crashed into the ground, leaving a huge hole in the floor, Otto regained some initial control. Apoc was on the ground, coughing up blood, barely breathing. Amazing how one little punch could do that. Otto stepped toward Apoc. "Any last words?" and he moved his open palm toward Apoc's head, to indicate what was coming. "What was that power that you used? Clarify..." Apoc asked, with calm in his voice, sad at the prospect of losing. "It is not the power of Otto, it is the power of me." said Otto, smiling evilly. Something was wrong. That voice sounded familiar... " Did you really think Otto would try to kill you? No. You know who I am, I have temporarily awakened. Now die with that memory. I am still very much alive. Goodbye." As the thing inside Otto released the blast, Otto's eyes widened. he had regained consciousness. He was back in white armor now. "NOOOOOO!!!!" but it was too late. Apoc lay on the floor dead, a hole in his chest. "This wasn't supposed to happen!!!" "what do you mean?" asked Fletch "you won. You killed him. Or did you want to die instead?" "I wanted us to fight all out, but then that thing came and interfered. This fight was unfair. I would have been defeated if not for that bîtchy creature." "Creature? What do you mean by creature?" "Oh never you mind. I don't quite understand myself. Gather everyone. Alive or dead, bring them along to St. Petersburg." and with that he limped away. Fletch was left to follow his instructions... This ends chapter seven. Next chapter will end part one. Then I will take a little break from Outsiders. Not a long one. Maybe work on something with Cyber as promised. Then I'll write part 2 in a separate thread, and, finishing that, will start a fanfiction revolution on PIMD(meaning I will write true fanfiction, one shots, drabbles, full stories, etc...)