“Geee! Thanks for bringing me here mom!” shouted Keene as he ran to the displays that surrounded the street on the Akihabara district. “Hehe, sure just don’t tell dad we came” giggled Draco as he walked next to Keene “He might be able to track your suit position when you have it on, but cannot track me when I’m flying” the wolgon that had taken his son to Japan now had his wings hidden. “Thanks mom, really” smiled Keene. “Not that we don’t know you’ve come from time to time flying yourself” laughed Draco looking around “I’ll be back soon ok? Keep in contact with me, I got some stuff to buy.” “Shall I take your wallet before you end up broken?” mocked Keene. “The same could be said to you” laughed Draco “But no worries, I’m going to get some stuff we need.
Draco walked away and Keene continued looking around amazed with all the electronics, videogames and movies been advertised all over the place. It was like a dream come true. It wasn’t even an hour that passed and the rabbit was already sitting with several bags next to him. The bench was comfortable and he was just waiting for his mom to return.
“Oh… what does he did to his hair?!” asked surprised Keene looking at Draco walking around and looking at everyone, he had not only changed his clothes for a leather set of pants and coat exposing his chest but also changed his hairstyle! Spiky and with obvious extensions to have a braid.
Keene stood up grabbing his stuff and walked to his mom with a mix of anger and curiosity.
“What in the world you did to your hair mom?” asked Keene when he approached the wolgon. “Excuse me?” asked the male looking at him. His eyes were completely different from Draco… but he looked a lot like him. “Ohh… s-sorry I thought…” started Keene noticing that person’s eyes. They were cold and were scanning him from toe to the tip of his ears. “You’d look nice in a slave auction you know?” smiled the male “The name is Drako by the way. “What?!” shouted Keene but the male give him no time as he rocketed a punch at him charged with ice energy.
Keene dodged swiftly and backed off in a brief movement that kept his defense up. Did he just said… auction?! If he remembered well, all of Fenel Sajertis’ men had been taken down already by Eddy and his group. But this guy had just mentioned a slave auction… was it a new group? The bunny was thinking when Drako appeared right in front of him, his coat swirling around. Keene gasped and the wolgon punched him right in the chest sending him flying.
“Ouch… t-that hurt…” grunted Keene noticing all his stuff had been scattered around and he had destroyed a bench with the impact “Lucky me I’m resistant and have my armor always with me.” “Armor?” asked Drako. “Just look and shiver” growled Keene as he made his armor appear covering his body “Nanotechnology bitch… that’s how it’s called”
Keene boosted his boots and flew towards Drako slamming him on the street, but the wolgon reacted swiftly and punched with ice covered fists at Keene. The impacts were really powerful, actually more than the punches Draco used in training with him.
“F-Fuck off!” roared Keene and managed to land a kick on Drako’s head, but when he noticed and was ready to cheer, he saw Drako holding the boot with one hand and close to his face “Taste this!”
Keene activated the jets on the boots and the repulsor energy slammed on Drako’s face who growled and had to let Keene go. The rabbit looked at the wolgon and decided he was up to some beating up. With a brief increment of speed, Keene managed to pin Drako down but the wolgon snicketed and created a sphere of darkness all around them. Keene wasn’t able to see even using the infrared vision of his suit.
“Damn it! And you have more powers than I thought” “I like challenges” smirked Drako with his cold voice as he managed to land several punches out from nowhere against Keene’s back and sides. “Let yourself be seen you big dickhead!” shouted Keene and aimed everywhere his hands firing beams of energy that got absorbed by the darkness around them. “That won’t do!” shouted Drako and grabbed the helmet taking Keene down to the floor and slamming again and again his head on the street.
The rabbit grunted and felt dizzy, that was even worse than the punishment he received from Tyr when his mom lost the eye. And he was reaching the limit of his own endurance. All that power was incredible and beyond anything he had faced… and it was then, at the brink of him losing his energy when fire engulfed the sphere and Draco appeared standing there, wearing is Red Nidhogg suit.
“Leave my son along” roared Draco and Drako looked at him. The similarities were incredible, both wolgons could be brothers or twins if it wasn’t for draco’s uncommon blue eye on the right socket. “Son? Hehe… I see, so you’re one of those fags that adopt kids huh? And both of you are ‘heroes’ for what I see” snickered Drako. “Not anymore… I retired already but that doesn’t mean I won’t beat the crap out of you for what you’re doing!” “Whatever… puny heroes sell good in the slave market and my Master would LOVE to have one of those around to sell or use.” “As if” smirked Draco.
With a sudden rush Draco was in front of Drako and smacked his face with a powerful punch; yet the other wolgon had disappeared and was now behind him and kicked him. Draco blocked by instinct and lifted Drako with his mind power and threw him away.
“Keene are you ok?” asked Draco. “I-I’ll be as soon as I rest a bit…” panted Keene. “Ok, fall back” “He’s strong… stronger than you… his punches…” “I hold back when we train son, now go back and watch mom work” smiled Draco surprising Keene who had always asked them to never hold back. Nevertheless, he obeyed and retreated to the other side of the street.
Drako appeared rubbing some dust off him, and snarled at Draco.
“A psychic” snarled “Aunt Hela never mentioned someone could be as strong as her.” “Aunt Hela?!” asked Draco “Just who the fuck are you?! Hela is MY aunt!” “Well I doubt so if you’re so kind hearted mr. goody two shoes” growled Drako “My family is comformed by the most fearsome beasts of Asgard! I’m descendant of Loki… my name is Drako Nidhoggson. “W-what?! MY name is Draco Nidhoggson.” gasped Draco and then he remembered Famine’s words, there were many dimensions but only one him… nevertheless, Draco was the equivalent of him in the norse world. That meant…“I’m guessing you’re not from around here then.” “You’re right… Mr. Nobs’ invention helped me a bit there creating a portal here. Master Draco would be happy with interdimentional slaves. Not that I care about enslaving… all I want is absolute control… to rule the world.” “Then I’ll destroy you! Not matter if you’re ME from other dimension” “I guess then my supposition is right… here I’m a fucking hero…” Drako pretended to vomit “I can’t vomit now but trust me, mentally I am.”
Drako appeared in front of Draco and both started to punch and kick each other fast and without mercy. Both were equal leveled in strength and Draco noticed it would be hard to win that way, so he summoned his sword and made a slice at Drako who teleported and appeared to a side.
“Ohh… tsk tsk tsk cheating with a weapon on a hand to hand combat… that’s something a puny villain would do” laughed Drako “And would you look at that? It happens to be Garm… Odin’s sword! Good thing I have my own”
Drako summoned in flames a sword that was designed like a long broad blade with a hilt that resembled a growing moon and a grip covered in black leather.
“T-That’s not possible… that’s… the sword of Surt?!” shouted Draco “No way I’m letting you away!”
Draco launched himself towards Drako and both steels clashed sending sparks to the air. Again and again they sliced at the other and protected from the other’s attacks showing that, at least, both were equally trained in swordsmanship. But Drako used the flames from the sword to attack Draco who received them suffering only minor damage.
“W-what?! That should have knocked you out with severe damage!” roared Drako. “Good thing I’m immune to fire” laughed Draco sending a shock of electricity from his hand to Drako stunting him for an instant. “Gah! Electricity?! What the fuck is wrong with this dimension?! That’s it! I’m gonna take you beaten up and begging to my world!”
Drako and Draco again clashed in a barrage of attacks not only with the swords but with punches and kicks that made the people that still remained there, curious of the battle, to run away. Both wolgons attacked each other in anger and with a sudden and powerful clash the swords flew away stabbing the concret and wall a few inches away from Keene who had to roll so he wasn’t impaled.
“MOM I’M STILL HERE!” shouted Keene but Draco couldn’t listen at him. The wolgon was too focused on his fight against that foe that was his own reflection. “I’m gonna enjoy this…” panted Drako with some blood coming out of his nose “Once I’m done with you, I’ll keep your son for myself!” “What? Done with me? Not selling anymore?” laughed Draco as some blood spilled from his muzzle. “Ohhh no… hehe you proved now that you’re a worthy adversary so I’ll beat you up, take that slut of a son you have and defeat you again and again every time you try to rescue him!” laughed Drako punching Draco’s face making him stumble back “And then… when you start begging for his freedom… I’ll enslave you and keep you in my dungeon.” “As if that were to happen!” snickered Draco and kicked at Drako but he teleported away shoot ice at him. “We’ll see then” smiled Drako while Draco used fire to melt the ice he was sending. Nevertheless, the evil wolgon attacked again and managed to leave Draco tired. But Draco’s counterattacks also wore Drako down and tired, both panting.
Draco and Drako looked at eachother. It was no longer a contest of who was better but of endurance, who whould win. And for what it seemed, it was only one blow away. Both wolgons ran to the other and readied a punch yelling as they closed to each other. A few inches from the other, both thrusted their fists against the other’s face. The impact managed to send them flying away. Draco slammed the wall next to Keene who yelled and crawled to his mom; while Drako crashed against a bus making it stop and causing the people to go down scared.
“Ugn… t-that was… too much” grunted Draco as he tried to stand up, but he fell on his knees. “MOM!” shouted Keene worried as he looked at the bus where Drako was standing looking at them, hurt, bleeding and panting, but in better shape than Draco. He walked to them and Keene aimed and fired at him, but the wolgon teleported and appeared right in front of them, holding Keene’s hand aiming upwards so he couldn’t fire anymore at him. “You are weak rabbit… but your ‘mother’ is strong…” Drako smirked as Draco looked at him “I’m eager to face again… I’m too tired now like to try anything else. Even I know the limit of my power.”
Drako stumbled his way away from them leaving Draco and Keene surprised. But then they saw a fox cub aiming at Drako with a toy gun. Draco gasped and Keene gulped.
“Bad bad mr. bad guy!” mumbled the kid and pulled the trigger of his toy that squeaked with several artificial noises. Both heroes gasped as they looked at Drako standing in front of him with the hands covered in ice energy… but then. “Ugh! I was shot…” faked to be hurt Drako as he held his stomach and then laughed surprising the two defeated heroes “Don’t grow up to be like me” Drako ruffled the cub’s hair “You’re cute… grow till you’re 13 years old and come see me”
Drako walked away from the cub and grabbed a weird machine pressing a button and opening a portal.
“We’ll see each other again Draco Nidhoggson” smirked Drako “Try to amuse me more the next time.
The portal closed and Drako disappeared leaving Draco and Keene surprised. For starters they were both defeated, though Draco managed to badly injure Drako and leave him tired enough like to stop the battle… but what kind of villain was he that believed in stopping a battle because he knew the limits of his own power. He claimed he wanted to rule the world but he never said he’d enslave people… rather that he enslaved them for someone else.
“That guy…” started Draco. “Mom?” “That guy… scares me…” admitted Draco. All Drako had said… it wasn’t a common criminal showing off his power… he had the power, knew how to use it and worse than that… he knew how and WHEN to show it off. And that combo was something Draco feared. It wasn’t like Master Cesar, Fenel or Tyr… Drako and probably that other ‘Master Draco’ were to be feared.
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