Fallout

Deep in a forest of what used to be Alaska, two figures stand on the surface of a lake. Both of them were covered in golden sparks and a thick golden aura. One was an old man, he had an extremely muscular body with scars covering almost every part of him, he had green eyes, a short beard and short military style hair. The other was a young teenager, he had an almost equally muscular body, green eyes, and short brown hair. These two were Daichi and Raijin, one month and ten days after Daichi's awakening.

Throughout this month of training, Daichi had displayed his monstrous talent for hamon. In the first day he reached Raijin's level, three days later he reached Josephs level. By the end of the first week he was at Lisa Lisa's level, by the second week he was at Jonathans level, and by now he had almost reached Kars's level (Almost as in he is the closest to reaching it, not him actually having his power. So while he is the closest, its more like he is just a few hundredths of it instead of a few thousandths.). During this time he had also recreated Sendo and even advanced it farther then in the show. Right now he was trying to teach Raijin how to use his improved version of scarlet overdrive.

"Alright, now spread the flame over your entire arm." He said as he guided Raijin.

Meanwhile Raijin was concentrating harder then he had ever done as he tried to keep the flame that was wrapping around his arm from burning him. This was Daichi's scarlet demon overdrive, his improved version of scarlet overdrive. With scarlet overdrive, one could only cover their hand in a flame for one attack, however with Daichi's overdrive, they could cover their whole body in fire and control the flames heat depending an the amount of hamon that it is fed.

"Grandpa, I can barely use the original, give me time to master that first!" Raijin complained.

"I will not! You will not use that half-assed ability, you will learn the full version." He didn't know that these moves came from the show and thought that Raijin had come up with it himself and didn't approve of it as he viewed it as half baked.

"Fine, but I'm going to practice on my own, you're being to strict."

"No you will not, you wont learn the technique properly if you do it by yourself. Now, try again, this time focus the hamon on only your arms skin"

"No, I'm tired of following your instructions! They obviously aren't working if I wasn't able to learn the technique in over a week! I am going to practice by myself!" Raijin yelled back as he stomped off.

He didn't really feel that way, he was simply jealous. He had thought that he could finally be better than his grandfather at something, something that only he new about in his family and something that only he was an expert on. However his grandfather had come along and easily outshone his results that took him months to learn in less then an hour. This was severely damaging to his pride and he couldn't take Daichi acting like he was the best at something only he was supposed to be good at.

Imagine if you were an expert in all things anime and that was the only thing about you that made you better then another, then all of the sudden someone who new nothing about it came along and learned everything in an hour and was easily better then you in a day. You would feel insignificant. That was what was happening to Raijin right now.

"You will not be going anywhere, come back here young man! Raijin get the hell back here!" Daichi got progressively more angry as Raijin ignored him and walked away.

Daichi then vanished and reappeared in front of Raijin. "Stop disobeying me boy! You will be doing training that is twice as hard for this!" He then grabbed Raijin by his bear skin robe and threw him back toward the lake.

"You must be going senile already old man, this is not how you treat your family! This must be the reason that my father hated you so much, your nothing but a ruthless asshole that kills people, even his own wife!" Raijin yelled while remembering what his father told him about how his grandmother died.

Daichi froze up and looked at Raijin blankly for a moment. He then looked at Raijin with pure rage in his eyes. "YOU WILL NOT SPEAK TO ME LIKE THIS BOY! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT!" He had lost his temper and slapped Raijin so hard that he flew into a tree.

Raijin looked at his grandfather in disbelief before standing up with a shadow over his eyes. "Maybe I shouldn't have asked for you to come to this world with me." He muttered quietly under his breath.

But nothing escapes Daichi's ears, "What do you mean by that?" He said as his eyes narrowed.

"You may not remember, but you sent Asami and I to a temple near our home by ourselves, I found a vase there that summoned a genie and wished for us to come here. I thought it would be fun for us, but you are doing nothing but screwing it all up!" He said angrily as he told the truth and immediately regretted it.

Daichi vanished again and reappeared in front of him as he grabbed him by the neck and said in a cold voice and fury in his eyes, "You put us in this situation? You did this to Asami?" He said, normally he wouldn't believe Raijin, however with Raijin's tone and their current circumstances, he was willing to believe it.

"Yeah I did, because I thought I could finally have an interesting life instead of torturing myself under you everyday as you laughed!"

"Leave."

"Leave? This is the camp I built, you cant kick me out. In fact, I'm kicking you ou-"

"I SAID LEAVE HERE NOW!" Daichi lost it and punched him in the stomach.

He then looked at Raijin in extreme anger and grabbed him by his head and threw him thousands of meters. He then turned around with tears in his eyes and walked back to the camp.

Meanwhile Raijin was now sitting in a dented piece of tree a few miles away and was sitting there with a look of disbelief and confusion. After a few minutes he got angry and destroyed the tree with a kick.

"GOD DAMN IT! What the hell is going on in that old mans head?" He then sat down on a rock and thought for a moment, 'Its fine, if he wants to throw me out of my camp that's fine. All I have to so is master hamon then go back and kick his ass, simple. Although I cant preform them, I do remember the Sendo he made, every movement. So I can beat him, I just need to train harder.'

He then got up and walked south for a few hours. He had crossed dozens of miles before finally coming across another clearing. There were lots of rocks, trees and bears to practice on in this area so he settled on it. He sat down and hamon sparks started to cover his body as he breathed loudly.

"Alright, you need to get strong fast Raijin, so we need a training song." He told himself as he thought, "Ah, that'll work."

Tranquil as a forest, but on fire within

once you find your center, you are sure to win

(Ill be surprised if no one gets this immediately)

He sung as he started to cover his skin in hamon and control it so that it doesn't fly off of his body. He had his own special move that he wanted to make, however he needed to master a few concepts before he could try it. He needed to fully master water control, climbing, focusing (Concentrating a large amount of hamon to a single small point), bonding (gluing things together with hamon like Joseph did with the icicles in his first fight with Kars), enhancement and overdrives. Although this would take him a while, he was getting close with water control, focusing and enhancement. His overdrive and climbing were okay, but his bonding was terrible.

He then plucked out a single hair from his head and focused as much hamon as he could into its tip. After less then a second the hair blew up. He considered his focusing and enhancement mastered when he could focus eighty percent of the hamon he could produce into the tip of the hair without it being destroyed. He then plucked another hair and continued this for hours.

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Meanwhile in Canada, on the top of a small hill, a construction site of what appears to be a castle sat. At the end of the half finished throne room, a muscular red headed man with looks similar to Yujiro Hanma sat on a throne. The man was surrounded by a huge amount of people, or what looked like people. They had the appearance of a corpse, with pale skin, dead eyes, a rotting smell coming from them. These were in fact Liam and his newly raised zombies.

Ever since learning that he could raise stone people as his zombie slave, he had gone crazy with it, and now had over two thousand zombies. He had also found that he grew more powerful every time he drank from the statue people, and by now he was at least four fold his previous strength. After making a string enough force, he had ordered them to begin construction of his new home.

"Corpse A7, how is your search for survivors going?" Liam asked the zombie closest to him, he hadn't bothered to name them and just gave the ones he found useful codes.

"We haven't found anyone within a hundred kilometer radius, we have begun our two hundred kilometer search now." The zombie answered in a raspy voice.

"And what of the statue I asked you to find in Alaska?"

"The scout team has not returned yet lord, they should be back in a few weeks."

"Good, I cant wait to show that arrogant old master my new power." He said as the image of an old man with a very muscular and scared body with green eyes appeared in his mind.