17 The Son of Soul Gear Part 17

A few months had gone by, he sat on his sofa watching TV. Suddenly, he heard someone knock on his door.

"Victor! Victor!" He recognized Catherine's voice, "Come on! Victor!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, one second," He unlocked the door, "What?"

"The DSG, they are in the palace, they have Clara and our father."

"Are you kidding me?" He ran into his room and grabbed his gauntlet, "How many are there?"

"4 outside, 2 in the entrance and 1 on each side, with the Lord of Soul Gear in the main room, but I don't know if he has anyone else with him, he has an artificial Soul Gear, and is in a powerful SGT, I can't do anything alone, and the time the SG units arrive, they won't be able to do anything," Catherine said as they ran down the stairs, "I can distract them as you enter but, I can't do much else, my SGT isn't like yours."

"This is a different one, I will only need you to try to get the building surrounded and take out the one that are isolated, I'll deal with the entrance, try to set up the military and the police to make sure none of them run and they can delay it for me."

"Okay, what are you planning on doing?"

"Killing that bastard."

"Victor, are you sure?" They were outside, his SGT built around him, a large, white metal SGT. It had four hovering wings, that looked more like blades than wings, behind it. He grabbed the controls with both hands. He had a brace around his right arm and could only do some much with it, but he knew that if the DSG's leader was there, he needed to kill him, "Victor? Are you even listening to me? It's dangerous, but if you are really going in, she is in the main room, with her and my father," he turned to her and nodded, before lowering his body and leaping into the air.

The four wings allowed him to hover and scan the palace. He flew towards it. The main room had a large window above it. He wanted to enter like that, but if he did, it might cause more harm than good. He flew towards the entrance and spotted two SGT units, blocking the entrance, they were standing, looking around, holding the police at distance. He smiled and two of his wings moved towards his hands. Holy Guard's wings were also its main weapons, as it could cause the wings to move as if on the end of chains. He began spinning them and hurled them towards both SGTs. They lodged into their shoulders and he pulled back the chains. Pulling both SGTs towards him. He placed his feet in their paths and slammed them into them as they flew towards him. He cut the hovering of his wings, still holding the SGTs and plummeted to the floor. Using both of them to break his fall. The ground cratered as they hit the floor. He removed his blades and signalled to the police to deal with them. Their SGTs deactivated and the two girls lay still on the floor.

He kicked open the doors to the palace. He walked forwards. His eyes filled with hate as he saw the Lord of Soul Gear keeping Clara and her father hostage in the room. He turned to face Victor.

"Could this be the prince in shining armor, here to save the princess?" He laughed, "Surprised to see another man in an SGT?" Victor said nothing, "Cat caught your tongue? Layla, deal with him," An SGT walked forwards towards him, "She is stronger than you think, deal with him, I am impatient to see his death."

"Of course, my lord," She smiled as a gun formed in her hands. Her high-power gatling that she used in every fight he had seen of her, the barrels began spinning. He removed all four wings and they began spinning in pairs in his hands. As the gun reached top speed and she was about to fire, Catherine slammed into her, with her own SGT, pinning her to the ground.

"Go focus on that bastard! I'll deal with her!" He kept his wings spinning as he walked towards the Lord of Soul Gear.

"Victor, Victor, Victor," He shook his head, "Using your mother's SGT?"

"And you are using an artificial SG."

"I knew you mother, we were pretty close."

"Do I give a shit?"

"She was very pretty, too bad she is dead now, defending her son."

"Yeah, I know that story, you won't get to me like that."

"Do you know who killed her?"

"I would say DSG, but context says you in particular."

"Do you know who I am to you?"

"Hmm, retard with no brain who is so stubborn that he attacks a man's girl to draw him out of hiding, yeah, that's what you are."

"I made you," Victor raised his eyebrow, "I am your father."

"What?"

"I am your father, you are my son, Victor Angelic."

"Why should I trust you? Even if you were my father, you attacked my girl, and now, I am going to kill you."

"A son killing his father, how classic."

"I never needed you, and I got away with it, as you can see."

"DSG reinforcements are on the way."

"Nice try, but I can call bluff, you'll die anyway."

"Come on then, try to kill me," Victor jumped forwards and slammed the spinning blade into him. The blades stopped as they hit his SGT's hand, he look down in shock. The Lord of Soul Gear grabbed his other arm and threw him across the room, "I am David Benton, the Lord of Soul Gear, you cannot beat me," His SGT's arm changed into a long, sharp blade. He walked towards Victor as he got up. He lunged forwards and drove his arm into the pillar, shattering it. Victor spun one of his blades towards him. It collided with his left shoulder and lodged itself there. He pulled on it, ripping through the metal shoulder plating. David laughed as pieces reformed around the ripped metal. Victor realized what he was up against, not just a powerful SGT but also a new type of SGT. He placed two of his wings back and spun the two other blades. David lunged forwards and drove his blade towards Victor. He dodged the first blow but was sent crashing into the wall by a spinning kick to the abdomen of his SGT. He rolled out of the way of another attack and threw both his blades, one at Layla and one at David, locking them together. He pulled both back and swung downwards and slammed all his weight into them. Layla went flying but David barely moved, grabbing Victor's leg and hurling him across the room, sending him crashing into the wall. He grit his teeth and got up again. David was laughing as his arm changed back. He walked towards Victor as electricity jolted and bounced around his SGT. He was stronger than Victor.

"Lasgi, what is his power output?"

"Let me see, Hexa S+, there is too much power for you to match, the only thing you can do is stall, let Clara and her father get away, tell Catherine to get Layla and leave, the police will deal with her, but you have to wait for the SG units before actually fighting him."

"Catherine, get out of here! I'll deal with him," He gestured to Clara, David laughed as he said that. Catherine ran and picked up Clara and her father and left the main room by flying out of the ceiling window.

"You will deal with me? Ha! You are pathetic," David lunged at Victor again. Victor ducked and slammed his fist into David's SGT's abdomen and slightly moved him. He received a massive elbow and was sent flying, crashing into the wall. David laughed as he closed in on Victor as his arms changed again. He picked up Victor and slammed him onto his knee, bending him over it and then pushed him down to the ground. He kicked him in the side and he flew down the room and slammed through 2 pillars before stopping. He rose to one knee as David close in on him slowly, walking, taunting him.

"Victor, you need to dodge him."

"I can't, if I do, I have to sacrifice power, he can do both and run me down."

"Do you know what you are doing?"

"Surviving," He pulled all four wings and spun them as a single weapon, "I need to kill him, he kill my mother, and wanted to harm Clara, now, I take his life," He leapt forwards and his spinning blade clashed with David's sword blade, both of them stopped, Victor was straining all his force, but David wasn't even sweating yet. He pushed the blade aside and slammed his fist into Victor. Victor was propelled again. He rose once again, weakly.

"Why don't you just lie down?"

"I am stubborn, I see it both as a flaw and a benefit, I want to kill you, so I will kill you, for I, Victor Angelic, am the Son of Soul Gear," He separated the blades into two spinning blades. He leapt forwards again and hit the metal plating on David's SGT then dodged under his swing and drove the blades into his back and jumped off and pulled the blades back, ripping through the plating on his back. He returned but was met by the sole of David's Sgt's foot, stopping him and throwing against the wall. Electricity bounced off of metal on the floor and back to David's SGT, fixing the broken parts.

"Did you just see that, Victor?"

"See what?"

"His artificial SG is in his back, a powercore is unstable enough at Triple S+, but it's an actual Soul Gear powercore, that's a Hexa S+, it could be even worse, it should be your target."

"Makes sense," He got up again, and place two wings behind him, on the lower positions and two in his hands. He spun them and walked towards David, who had finished rebuilding his armor, and was laughing at Victor's movements.

"Now, what are we? Economic? Or scared?" He leapt towards Victor. Victor ducked under his double swipes and spun, slashing his back plating. The tears revealed his glowing artificial Soul Gear. He planted his blade in the rips in the back and then moved away from a wild swing and viciously pulled it out, tearing through more metal, revealing the gear. David didn't notice it and tried to down Victor with more wild swings. Victor ducked under and lunged forwards bringing his blade into the Soul Gear. He was hit directly with the flat side of David's swords and sent flying. The Soul Gear didn't react, he pulled out his blade. The Soul Gear beamed brightly and exploded. The shockwave sent both, David and Victor, flying opposite from each other. He got up slowly and rose to his feet. He heard David laughing maniacally. He looked around the room and only saw rubble.

"This, this is amazing!" He emerged from the rubble, "My body was absorbed the artificial Soul Gear! Now you will die! I possess the power of a god among men!"

"I have a real Soul Gear, not a fake one, I am sure it is stable, yours, I am not sure," Victor said as he spun all four blades in front of him. He leapt forwards and slammed the blade into David. He lifted his arm and as the blade hit, his skin changed to metal and blocked the block. Victor slammed his foot into David's chest and flung him across the room. David got up as if his feet were attached to the floor and snapped his fingers. Victor was dismounted from his SGT, and his guard unhooked from his arm. He looked at his arm and then glared at David. David laughed and moved forwards towards him, green markings glowed on his body. His heart glowed through his skin with a eery green tone, the Soul Gear had been absorbed into his body after the explosion. Victor grabbed a metal bar off the floor in his left hand. He ran forwards and slammed his bar into the side of David's head, metal formed and dented on the blow. David's head turned then he swung his arm and hit him with a backhand and sent him sprawling on the floor, the metal turned into flesh and revealed a cut, bleeding. David walked over to a panting, coughing Victor, who was barely able to raise himself to his hands and knees. He grabbed him the back of his neck and lifted him to his feet and held his shoulders.

"I am your father, I tried to reach you, and you pushed me back, why?" He picked him up, bringing him over his shoulders and slammed him on the floor, "I tried to give you a real life, I tried to help you get a better life, a life away from rules, away from your uncle's repression, a life where you could be a god! But you rejected that! Why?!" He kicked him in the side. Victor fell to the floor and coughed violently. Victor reached in his pocket. David lifted him up and held his shoulders and looked him in the eyes, "What am I to you?" Victor was fading, "ANSWER ME!" Victor cracked a grin.

"If it bleeds it dies."

"ANSWER ME!"

"You are a dead man to me," He thrust his right arm forwards and slammed the side of his fist into David's stomach. David lurched forwards and spit up blood onto Victor's shoulder. Victor turned his fist and pain showed up on David's face as he looked at Victor. He pulled his fist out and slammed it into the side of David's head, cracking his temple as blood spurt out of his head. His eyes lost their aspect of life and his body fell to the floor and his head bounced on the hard floor of the palace. He fell to his knees and saw his father's body dead in front of him. The green markings faded, he was dead. Victor dropped the thing that he had stabbed David with, bloodied keys fell to the floor, the keys of his apartment. He rose to his legs weakly and fell as he walked towards his guard. He picked it up and Lasgi's core fell out, "No, no, no!" He tried to put the core back in, but it wouldn't work, he was bleeding and his body was weak but he didn't care. He began crying.

"Victor? Victor, Victor!"

"Lasgi?"

"Yes, it's me, I don't know why I am working, but I am, even if your core is busted," Lasgi explained, "You need to get help, let me see if I can ping Catherine, and there, I pinged her, she should be here anytime soon, Victor?" He began fading, "Victor, Victor! Stay awake, Catherine should be here in a few moments," The doors opened and Catherine rushed into the room, followed by three SGT units and a swarm of police, "Victor, she is here, Victor! Victor! Victor!" He faded completely and lay motionless on the floor. He couldn't move, he could hear things but they were all mumbled and he could only see blurs. His body wouldn't listen to him. Catherine was above him, signalling for a medic team. He was on the brink of life and death. Clara wanted to see him but Catherine told her to go away. Clara noticed Lasgi's core and picked it up.

"Clara? Is that you?"

"Ja, but, wait, how are you talking without your core?"

"I don't know, but please, please make sure that Victor is fine."

"What happened?"

"His father, his father was the Lord of Soul Gear."

"Was?!"

"Yes, I had no idea, there was no way for him to make it, but he fought through it and won, he needs to be taken care of, can you make sure of that?"

"Vater, gib Victor die beste Sorge."

"Natürlich, Clara."

"Dankeschön, Vater," She spoke to Lasgi, "I hope he can make it."

"Thank you, Clara."