Chapter 5 : Meet the King

'Lucio said he needed me to draw more attention to myself, hmmmm, how can I pull that off?'

At that moment, an idea came to Jalen, and a devilish smile appeared. To create a big enough distraction, there needed to be absolute chaos.

'Maybe a huge demolition job would do the trick.'

Jalen proceeded to fly into the air with his hand stretched out to the sky. Dozens of soldiers looked up at him, ready to take aim, but none could bring themselves to shoot. Green energy started pulsing out of Jalen's hand.

"Give me some music."

Four speakers appeared with green energy swirling around them. The sound that was released felt nostalgic and almost medieval.

"Damn, I'm rocking with this... yuh mystery mystery mystery I fuck that girl then it's history! Opps running in my vicinity gun 'em down like a mob boss in the '70s! Yeah, ya bitch really fuck with me, give her backshots now she's stuck on me! But I don't want her no no send her out 'cause she's just one of my hoes!"

While Jalen sang, thunderclouds began to form all around the city. 

"AHEM... Detonation Rain."

As rain began to fall, there were sounds of explosions going off. The young man had set the rain droplets to explode upon impact. As the downpour increased, more and more soldiers began to flood the streets, hoping to stop the madness. But their efforts were in vain. The huge casinos that once stood tall began to crumble to dust, and the pigs that were certain of their safety began to pour out into the streets. Soon enough, the bodies began to pile up, and their pleas and screams for mercy reached Jalen. Very coldly, he looked down upon them.

"You expect mercy from me?"

All at once, the rain droplets fell into suspended animation.

"You? Who makes a profit off the backs of the underprivileged."

Jalen raised his hand to the sky and opened it. All the raindrops began to accumulate above him, swirling into a sphere. Slowly Jalen closed his hand into a fist, and the gigantic sphere of water began to glow, while the blue coloration turned black. Not only did the color change but the composition of the sphere did as well, becoming a hard metal. Jalen then proceeded to crack the sphere, revealing millions of needles.

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but mercy is the last thing you'll receive from me. All of you will be forced to reap what you have sown, and hope that you don't manage to survive this. Now rot to your damnation."

With the snap of his fingers, the needles began to rain down on pig and soldier alike; no one was safe from the onslaught. It seemed that the harder they tried, the more the pain intensified.

"Man, I hope Lucio is almost finished because this is boring."

Still floating in the air, Jalen just watched; he could do nothing else. Without the say-so from Lucio, his fight with the King had been postponed, leaving him to be nothing but crowd control. Looking down at the bodies, Jalen took in a deep breath and opened his mouth.

"LUCIO, YOU'RE TAKING TOO LONG, AND I AM BORRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDD! CONSIDER THIS DISTRACTION DONE; I'M READY TO FIGHT!"

Landing back onto the ground, Jalen began to walk into the Casino building. But he was met with a buzzing noise in his ear.

*BUZZ* "Jalen, wa- wait *BUZZ* our coms will be c- *BUZZ*"

'Finally, I can take this out of my ear.'

Quickly the doors slammed shut behind Jalen as a voice called out to him.

"How dare you think you can just walk in after the mess you have caused. TAKE THIS!"

Jumping from a slot machine to attack Jalen was a young boy with a knife. Without much hassle, Jalen simply side-stepped out of the way. He then proceeded to pick the kid up and throw him back into the slot machine.

'Weird kid wish I didn't have to do that but my hands are rated E for everyone. No one is getting spared.'

"Alright now with no more distractions, Mr. King come out, and let's have a nice fig-"

Before Jalen could finish his sentence, he was punched in the face and sent flying into a blackjack table. Laying in the middle of the broken table he watched as a blurry figure walked over to him. Looming over him stood the King, but unlike his holographic counterpart, he seemed unhinged, less verbal, and more violent. Most notable would be his robe which covered his entire body. He proceeded to grab Jalen by his head and throw him into the ceiling onto the second floor. Still recovering from the shock of the first punch, Jalen stood up, holding his jaw.

"That hurt man, dam-"

*CRASH*

With flawless execution, Jalen received another punch that sent him flying into the wall.

"I have no desire to exchange words with you, boy. You killed my wife and uprooted the kingdom I have given my whole life to preserve. The only thing you'll receive from me is death."

Casting his robe aside, the King revealed his true form to Jalen. He was tall with monstrous muscles that exposed numerous veins; his figure resembled that of a heavy-weight boxer who was at his peak, and his hands began to emit a black glow.

'I guess this guy isn't one for theatrics; oh well, it's fighting time.'

In an instant, Jalen rushed the King and landed a right hook directly to the ribs, but to his surprise, nothing happened. Shrugging it off as if it were just poor form, Jalen began to throw a series of jabs, kicks, elbows, and even knees. As his onslaught continued, Jalen noticed that nothing was working. In fact, the King had not even moved one bit.

'I need to put more weight behind my punches if I wanna get anywhere with this guy... If what I read about my powers is correct it should just be whatever I imagine, but how can I apply that to my punches?'

Jumping back Jalen launched himself at the king, coating his fist in green energy and punching him in his jaw and twice in his chest.

"Was that supposed to hurt me Boy?"

"Nope! Just testing a theory... Double Impact."

Immediately the King's body began to sway and he dropped to his knees, the technique Jalen created caused an onset of delayed punches to his targeted area in this case each punch equally a total of three punches per hit.

"Looks, like my theory was correct judging by how you are currently. Tell me, how does it feel to be forced to stare at the ground?"

Green energy began to swirl into Jalen's fist, and he jumped back to lunge at the King again, but this time the King vanished out of his sight.

"Ya know, boy, you have a lot of learning to do about how we operate around here. See, I've been watching since you stepped foot into this city. At first, I thought you were nothing but another measly monkey that was hoping to get rich out of one of the casinos, but seeing you here now with those glowing fists of yours, I can tell. You're just like Lucio..."

In utter silence, Jalen stood there, anxious as ever, waiting to make a move. From behind him, a slot machine was thrown, and with near-perfect reflexes, he managed to dodge. But quick movement was not enough to save him from the barrage of punches he received, followed by a strong uppercut that sent him flying upwards through ten floors and landing flat onto the roof. As Jalen stood up again, he could feel the pain rocketing through all parts of his body; he wanted nothing more than to just pass out, but he jumped back in, diving straight for the King of Stabilous.

"Man, I need to think of a way to fight this guy 'cause as of right now, hand-to-hand ain't working!"

Down below, the King readied himself and proceeded to jump into the air, clashing with Jalen. Both greeting each other with a villainous grin.

"Boy, you have no idea what you are getting yourself into!"

"I thought you weren't in the mood to talk, just shut the hell up and fight me, AGHHHHH!"

As they clashed, both were met with a punch to the face that sent them flying.