Resolution?

Blaze teleported back and hid behind one of the homes once more.

What the hell was that? Blaze thought before peeking around the corner, seeing the figure look around for him as she immobilized more and more people.

"I could barely move while I was close to her. What the hell did she do to the air?"

He took a moment to think before he heard things crashing into the houses around them.

"Come out, teleporter," the figure shouted as she began launching the people she held. "It's clear that you're the only threat to me, so why don't we fight out in the open."

He remembered there was one more he saw when he was up in the air.

If I could get them together and seclude them, he thought hearing screaming, shorty muffled by the crashes onto the houses.

He closed his eyes and searched the space in the direction he remembered seeing the other one fight, locating her.

He teleported to her once again, closer in the hopes of touching her back as he actively teleported the air around him to get to her.

As soon as he touched her, she was thrust into another hooded figure before the area changed again.

"What the hell-" One of them said, but by then it was already over.

"Splat."

The sound of dark red paint splattering everywhere filled the air for a moment, followed by the sound of rushing water coming from the two corpses Blaze had just made.

His fist had entered through one of the figures' skulls and out of the other ones in a single punch.

He vomited in his mouth before turning away and sighed as he relaxed his shoulders and sat down.

And then he sensed it. Every Slayer on the island sensed it. A sudden eruption of power coming from the peak of the mountain on the island.

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"Tell me what it is you want," the brown-haired woman asked.

"To find out who my parents were and why they left me in the orphanage,"

I replied like I was stating something unimportant.

"Really?" She slowly walked past me and turned to stare at my back as I turned to follow.

"Then why haven't you worked towards that," She continued, "The information you want is on the mainland. So I wonder why you're on this island?"

"I have someone that will help me," I tried to keep eye contact with her, but her stare felt unnecessarily intense.

Why did I say it like that, a thought popped into my head.

"Yeah," she moved closer, holding a condescending tone, "I bet they'll help you out, that's why you're off from where you're meant to be.

"..." Wait, what did I mean by that? I didn't even answer her question.

"Just how long will you wait; sit around while the help comes."

Her stare fell dull before growing an impossibly large grin.

"There it is," her voice held an unreasonable amount of joy before the optically impossibly distorted image of her face engulfed my vision.

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Blaze teleported to the area where the energy exploded from, finding 'Max' in a forest of heavily damaged trees that led up to the purple portal.

Vines decorated the floor, and a hint of blood filled the air.

"Wow, I had no idea you were this strong," Blaze said with a grin.

"Yeah," 'Max' replied, looking at him, "But they were some trouble."

"You never were that strong," Blaze's grin was gone as he stared him down.

Blaze disappeared from 'Max's' view as Max felt a fist hit him from the right.

The punch sent 'Max' tumbling for a meter or 2 before getting up.

"Blaze, what are you doing!?" 'Max' cautiously watched Blaze as he disappeared again, but Max blocked his attack only for him to instantly teleport again.

BOOM, another fist hit 'Max', followed by a flurry of punches from all different directions.

'Max' blocked several of the punches, but some slipped past.

He clawed his left hand to the area he believed Blaze would teleport next, and as he did, 'Max' swung and punched into Blaze's hand.

"I knew it," Blaze mumbled as he continued with a quick sequence of martial arts moves, all too fast for 'Max' to block.

He tried to grab his arm, but Blaze's arm just slipped right through like it was air.

"Who are you?" Blaze asked as 'Max' stood still like he was stuck.

What, 'Max' thought, It feels like I'm moving, and yet I haven't moved at all.

"He should have called you a monster, not the other weak excuse," 'Max' said with a grin on his face.

"Don't ignore my question," Blaze stared 'Max' down with an aura so alarming that even the plants and trees were pulling up their roots to move away.

"But questions," 'Max' disappeared from view, "are no fun!!"

He'd swung at Blaze from behind; but completely missed sending a shockwave to all the trees in front of him, knocking and tilting them.

He turned around to be kicked by Blaze down to the ground, but 'Max' instantly countered, denting and kicking up the soil as he lunged from the ground.

In the moments before contact, 'Max' formed his hand like a claw, ready to catch something.

Damnit, Blaze thought, what is it with that hand sign?

'Max' slammed into Blaze.

Blaze rotated his body, using the momentum from 'Max' sending flying past him.

There was no thud, no sound of 'Max' hitting something, no sound of him flying through the air.

It became silent.

A figure that looked like 'Max' appeared seemingly out of thin air, rushing and attacking him before seamlessly dissolving into the air.

Another appeared, repeating the same actions but adding more before another one appeared, and then another and another and another, all repeating and adding more to the attack.

He didn't know if any of the figures he was fighting were the real one, but something unsettled him.

He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand when he began to feel crushed by the silent atmosphere, and almost instinctively, he used "Ultimate, Own Reality,"

The vision of the world around him shattered like glass, revealing 'Max' a short distance away as his arm swung down towards Blaze.

A giant sphere of pure concentrated mana rapidly approached him before it dissolved into the air to 'Max's' surprise.

"Oh," 'Max' held a grin so wide that it almost looked pitiful from Blaze's view. "Now, this is something, to have absolute control over-"

Blaze didn't let him continue as 'Max's' vision was engulfed in pure white nothingness.

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I rushed to sit up, gasping for air as I heard wind flowing around with the smell of flowers and grass filling my lungs.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Rose firmly held my chest and back as he looked down at me.

I grasped Rose's shoulder as I pulled myself up.

"I'm not your crutch," Rose looked at me with discontent.

"Sorry," I rubbed my hands on my face and hair.

"It's alright," Rose sighed, "she got me too."

"What the hell was she in the first place? The way she looked at me, Jesus."

"It was something," Rose moved to sit next to me.

"You got the most of it, Rose. How are you feeling? It must have hurt with all those metal sticks she hit you with."

"I'm alright," Rose turned to me, "but there's something I wanna show you."

"What is it? Also, why is there always a field of flowers when we're here?"

Rose looked forward, "They make the place look nice."

He pointed to an isolated lily in the field and focused its view in-between his hands.

Then began to turn his right hand like he was spinning a vertical wheel forward.

As his hand moved, the lily and the ground contained in the view of his hands began to move in a fast-swaging paste before quickly beginning to wither.

He then moved his hands in the other direction as the lily and the ground quickly swayed, having its life and vitality slowly seeping back into it.

"When did you learn to do that?" I turned to look at him in disbelief.

"I think she refined the process of it to create that unfamiliar metal she was using against me," Rose sounded unsure but didn't believe he had another lead to understanding how she was able to form metal that rapidly in the air.

"Do you think I'll be able to use that too?" I asked, putting my hands in the same position.

"No," Rose paused for a moment. "For as short as I was alive, I could only ever stop time for myself and 1 other, but never have I done it with something separate while time is moving."

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Blaze stood, looming over Max's unconscious body, when he sensed a signal entering his brain.

"Blaze," he heard Mr. Zackson's British accent in his brain. "I need to you clean up a mess in Kapolei."

"But I'm right by the portal," he responded, "shouldn't I deal with this first."

"Let the army deal with that," Zackson reasoned, "this other matter is more important."

"Aren't we an extension of the army?" Blaze shot back as he went to pick up Max.

"It sounds like you'd be willing to be a part of them again."

Blaze fell silent for a few moments before continuing, "Alright, I'll be there."