29 The End Of A Heated Battle

He dragged himself across the dusty path, he had grazes all over of his facial features. He then held cupped his neck with his right hand as he gasped for air while trying to arise to his feet. He then spoke to himself, " I've come this far. I cannot lose now, if I lose all of my training will be in vain. Not only that but Slicer will take from me what I have left... my newly found friend's." While arising to his feet, one knee kissed the ground while the other leg stood, postured in a 90 degree angle. Then finally he propelled himself to back to his feet, he then looked around. Oddly enough Slicer was no where to been seen, "Where is he?" He looked around as the only thing that was clear at sight was dust cloaking his environment with mystique. He began to sweat from clenchinh his hands, reason being was that anxiety crept from behind. And if a contender relies on any emotion in a duel, they will most likely faulter. A wooshing sound reverberated from behind, he turned around and found nothing. "Where are you?" He wondered as the pulse of his heart beat escalating spontaneously, more sweat droplets from his hair line. Another woosh exhoed from his left hand sound, with haste he turned to face his left hand side and saw nothing. "Dammit! Where is he?" More anxiety built in as this was an assualt he had never anticipated for, worse he was not reached a certain level of training where had to rely on the use of sounds to track his opponenta movements.

Suddenly Slicer reappeared out of know where and chopped once more towards the throat, in response Pete cupped his neck once more, gasping for air. Slicer attempted to strike him with a blow on the bride of his nose, he responded by placing his left elbow in front of him to block the attack. This proved to fatal because his other hand cupped his neck, in essence he could not use it block another attack. Slicer took advantage of this and threw a powerful blow through his midsection, blood spewed from his mouth with force. Slicer then jumped in the air and pivoted, he landed a spinning kick on the right side of his face. The force of the kick sent the latter flying.

As soon as he collided againt the side of a car, he winced in. "No no no! This cannot be happening! I had Slicer in clutches how is he gaining in an upper hand? No this is not fair why this he always have to be superior to me?!" Pete furrowed his eyebrows and flew to Slicer with tremendous speed, he attempted to strike with an attavk of his own, rather their fists collided repelling both of them apart. Pete then gritted his teeth and flew back to his adversary, without contemplating for his next move he just jumped straight in front of the gun by throwing a lot of punches to Slicer. In respose Slicer swayed his head to both sides as his fists flew past him, failing to connect. While attempting to thwart Slicer with the repeated shots he spoke to himself with concern, "Why am I not hitting him? What is going on?" While fustrated by his flawed attacks Slicer kepy on ducking the punches and said to himself with glee, "All logic is thrown out, now instinct has taken over. I've done well to evoke both fustration and emotions, this in turn will intervene with the growing escalation of his power level. Instead of growing stronger with each second. His power level in turn will drop like a thermometer. "

Suddenly as Pete attempted to land another blow, Slicer grabbed his fist and held firmly to it. Pete gasped with horror, "No not this!" "You have run out of luck Golden Boy! The power of the Phoenix no longer finds amends to aid you. In time you shall return to your base form." "Nooo! I refuse to believe you!" He screamed with disbelief, Slicer then grabbed his hair locks and pulled him closer, in doing so he stfuck him on the midsection with a knee cap. Then after he twarted him with a chop to the scruff. Pete landed on the ground on his forefront. The force of his landing caused a pothole. Slicer then placed his foot on his head and continued evoking him. "You have failed once again. Did I not tell you that you are proned to failure. Very death that has resulted in your life is because of your weaknesses. Poor Bianca if only you weren't so helpless would you have never lost her in the first place." Pete furrowed his eyebrows as tears streamed down his cheeks, he mattered, "It can't be true. I am not a failure!" Slicer then lowered his head, "Oh really? You had me in your clutches but look you now groveling to my feet and crying like worthless child. All you had to do was to continue beating me into a pulp. However your weakness has cost you an upperhand against me. Don't your tears confirm failure? Deep down you know you blew it again. Now because you are helpless yet again the blood of your peers and the entire universe will be in your hands! I suppose I might as well put you out of your misery!" He then pointed his finger towards the back of his head, red electricity hovered around the pores of his finger.

He then closed his eyes and accepted his fate, as soon as he closed his eyes he opened them open them. Some perculliar took place, its as if a spiritual force teleported him to another realm. The realm somehow resembled the infrastructure of the Heavens. The sky was white and so was the ground he lay on, or should I say the mystic on the ground. The ground was covered with a white mist. The mist scattered abroad the land of the realm. He arose to his feet and looked around. "Hello! Hello!" He called out there was no one. At this state he had returned to his base form and magically wore a white robe. "Am I dead?" He looked down at his hands, freely moved his fingers. "where am I?"

"Pete!" A familiar voice said from behind. He looked around and what he saw was truly astonishing. A women appeared before him, she as well wore a white robe, her hair was dark brown and she had blue ultramarine eyes. "Bianca!" She smilled back at him. He jolted with exubrance towards her. He embraced her with a hug. "What are you doing here? Where are we? I mean I am so thrilled to see!" She continued smiling at him as she held his hands. The gentle texture of her hands inflicted numbness, as he felt weak. She then placed her finger on his lower lip. "As much as I would love to continue our conversation. There isn't much time on our side. I came to deliver a message to you." She then locked her fingers with his. "Whatever he is saying to you it's not true." He looked away with despondace, she pulled his head back to face her. He replied with a low tone. "What if I am proned to be a failure. My weakness has cost you your life, not only yours as well as my father's." She smilled at him and continued, "He is playing mind games with you Pete. He knows very well that you have surpassed him therefore the only way to put you down is to toy with your emtotions. That is why he is playing mind games with you Peter. I believe in you. I always have believe in you. I always will believe in you. You can do this! You've worked so hard to build your self esteem why allow a stranger to tear you down. Believe in yourself Peter! Believe in yourself." She then pulled his head closer and sealed a kiss. She then pulled away and smiled, while he gasped with astonishment. She then took a step back, in doing so she began to disentegrate into thin air. While doing so she took more steps backward as he reached his hand out to her, "Wait Bianca! Wait!" "You must believe in yourself." Those were her last words as she disentegrated to microscopic pieces.

Back to the duel

He opened his eyes and wiped his tears away with his finger, he took a deep breath and exhaled gently. He said to himself repeatedly with certified conviction. "I am not proned to be a failure. Fate has chosen me to be a conqueror!" Suddenly Pete transitioned away from his previous spot, he then reappeared behind Slicer just slightly above his head (This scene represents his superirority above Slicer)

"What impossible!" Exclaimed Slicer, he turned around to face as his back and just as he did Pete had already pivoted and landed a spinning kick at the left side of his face, the force of his kick sent the latter flying. Pete transitioned away from sight and reappared above a flying Slicer. His facial expression was modest, as his eyebrows were docile and so was his mouth straight. He grabbed Slicer by the neck and decreased his altitude, shoving the latter through the tar road while pummelling him as they were flying. Shockwaves reverberated across the block with each punch. He then grabbed his collar and threw him upward, Slicer grunted with rage. Pete transitioned once again from his previous spot and reappared in front of him.

Slicer raised his eyebrows with pure astonishment. Pete attempted to land another spinning kick at the left side of his face. Slicer blocked the attack by placing his left elbow slightly towards the left side of his face. He winced as soon as his kick connected. He as well attempted to land a kick of his own, Pete blocked the attack by pushing his leg to side and landed a blow on the bridge of Slicer's nose. The force of his punch repelled him backward. "Hrrr!" Slicer groaned with fustration, he flew towards Pete and attempted to land an attack of his own, rather Pete transitioned away from bis previous position and appeared behind, slightly above his head. Slicer punched the waffer, when had pierceved that his adversary was behind he attempted to land an attack of his own, by throwing a punch. Pete in turn threw a kick, since he was above. He stunned Slicer with the kicker by connecting with his wrist. He groaned once more out of fustration as the 2 engaged in enhanced combat, exchanging blows at a fast rate. A rate so fast, that all you could see were only shockwaves connecting from one block to another.

Eventually Pete struck him with a knee cap towards the midsection, he then twarted him by landing a chop towards the back of his neck. The force of his punch sent the latter falling towards the ground, since they were 6 000 feet above the ground.

Outskirts of Singapore

Kuhn Lau, Indistructro, Viper, Yung-Fu, Ace and Max had successfully rallied an estimated number of 1 000 000 citizens outside the outskirts, they were men, children and women. People of different race and age. The 6 stood in front of the masses and looked up ahead towards the city, watching buildings collapse with each shock from a distance away. Indistructro then placed his hands on his waist. "Well everthing is done in a day's work. We have successfully taken every citizen to safety." Kuhn Lau took a step further and glanced at the city. "Not everything." Viper squinted with bewilderedment, "What do you mean?" "Indeed we may have taken every civilian to safety and Pete has surpassed Slicer however we did not account for one variable." "What variable?" Inquired Ace as eyes nearly popped out of his socket. "Slicer is Dark Metallion and as long as he is Dark Metallion there is no stopping him. We need to use his own strength against him or very soon Pete will run oug of energy." Kuhn Lau turned to face the scythe, which was clucthed in Ace's hands.

At the duel

Pete punched Slicer on the mid section, there after he swayed his hand to the side and struck him by using the backside of his wrist. The force of assualt sent the latter flying, while doing so a thunderclap reverberated as more windows ruptered when he flew past each building from that same block.

He then collided through the tank of a fuel truck, inciting a massive explotion. The explotion ruptured to the height of 300 feet.

The entire block was scorched, fire was all over the place, burning through the dripping fuel, while a battered Slicer sat up straight engulfed by a coat of flames. Pete landed in front of him, he looked down to him with a stern glare. "You were wrong Slicer. Im not a failure nor am I proned to fail in life. Look at what life has given me. A form that has even surpassed you in your base form and your full potential. This is what has upset isn't it. Though I do not know anything about this form but it has shown me that with well concentration it increases my power level at a scale that you cannot imagine!" Pete then took a step foward and continued, "You have been defeated. Now I will finish what you have started!" He stretched his hand towards Slicer, in doing so a yellow ball of energy glistened from his palm. Just as he was about to propellel the ki blast, something outrageous took place. His muscles began to strain, as a nerve of anguish spread across every muscle of in his body. His hair of flames returned to normal, so as his fiery eyebrows. The aura of flames that once coated him vanished in plain sight as he fell to his knees. There after he fell flat on the floor as his body twitched, like he had encountered a guesome seizure. "What's happening to me?" He attempted to move his hand so it could help him push back to his feet. However his hands and legs lay still, like those of a statue.

Slicer arose to his feet as the fire that engulfed him died out, his forearm morphed into a blade. "I must appluad you Mr Atkinson, for truly you have proven to not only overcome my mental assualt, as well as my full potential. However your luck has run out."