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Nathan scowled and then started up the stairs. "The computer is on the top floor. That's probably where it's heading." Nathan stopped running and took a deep breath. He the moving his arms in specific and percise motions. His eye's grew a purple tint until they were completely overcome by it. A purple lining covered his whole body and two purple orbs layed in his hands. He began to rise into the air. He, then, moved his hands in different directions to move in different directions. He began to fly throught the flights of stairs and on his way up to the top floor.

Nathan had arrived to his destination while Skar had still been jumping the stairs. He burst through the doors of the Tower Control. At the other end of the rather larger room, stood an unknown figure. Nathan extended his hand and the snapped it back into a flexing position. The figure flew from the computer and slid acrossed the floor.

It was a sim-bot. But, it was different. Most sim-bots look like ancient test dumbies. But, this one, it's face was different, aswell as its hands and legs. It's legs were bent backward, and it's feet were pointed, like an insects. It's hands were changed. It had three long fingerlike apendeges that were lined up in a circle around the center of the hand. It's face was...animal. It's mouth was a big open smile that was actually a red panel. Part of its upper lip was turned into fangs. It's eyes were evil and opened. A red panel was placed inbetween the inside of it's head and the outside, just like his mouth. And it's ears were now long innteni. It stood.

"You are my creator." Nathan replied with a confused and disgusted expression. "I did not create you. What are you?" Nathan asked, ready for any stunts this bot would pull. "My name is 00101101001. But, in your language, my name is The Harralled." It stood tall and confident. It's voice was masculine, solid, and...evil. "And you are in my way." It raised it hand and opened its fingers. It's palm opened aswell. Nathan's eye's grew wide. A beam of energy flew from his hand. Nathan raised his and a purple bubble formed around him and protected him from the blast. Nathan snapped both his arms down and a knife flew from each forearm and into his hand. He held them up in a fighting pose. "Let's dance."

The battle field was the large room known as the Central Command Center. The opponents where Nathan and The Harralled. The game was fight to the death. And the start was now. The Harralled lifted its opposite arm and blasted Nathan again. Nathan swiftly dodged the attack and threw two of his majik enhanced throwing-knives. One missed, and the other nicked his lower torso. The robot looked angery. It raised it's arms and a desk and coffee table lifted into the air. It tossed it's arms forward and the two objects went soaring straight at Nathan. Nathan jumped and landed on the desk. He pushed off a second later, redirecting the projectile. He flew at the table head first. But, before he collided with it, he extended his arms and grabbed the table, swiftly flipping over it. As he landed, he spun, desk still in hands, and flung it back at The Harralled. It was feet in front of him, when he extended his arm and smashed through it. All the pieces dropped right where his arm hit it. Nathan inhaled sharply. He was going toe-to-toe with a very strong opponent. But, could he handle it? Nathan pulled off his gloves and cut both palms with one of his knives. Then, with the spilt blood, he began chanting. His eyes began to be overcome by the purple haze, and a purple aura surrounded his body. He moved his arms in very fluid motions infront of his body. A dim, purple tail followed his hands like a commet. Then, he slapped the ground with his hands and yeld out the last syllable of his chant. A mystic cirlce surrounded him and a bright light envelopped him. After the light dimmed, Nathat was seen standing, his arms stuck to his side, but his forearms out from his body, fist clenched. He was smiling. A purple electricle surge flowed through his body, only making itself visible every-so-often. Nathan was now stronger, faster, and better than ever before. He was as strong as Superman, as fast as the Flash. He was more flexible, more agile. His senses, his perception and accuracy were hightened. He was powerful. But, this power was only temporary. And Nathan needed to use it fast. Or it was going to run out.

Billie followed in behind Skar and landed on the ground observing what was happening, she looked at Skar, "What kind of person would I be if I didn't help out?" she then turned her head to watch Nathan fight, his style was always interesting. She was amazed at the power he could generate, definately the strongest guy around. Good to have as an ally, very, very bad to have as an enemy.

She looked at the bot that he was fighting and she lifted her hand aiming it at the bot and waited for a moment to take a shot.

Nathan turned and saw the girls charge into the room. "Billie? Skar, get out of here. You two aren't ready for this. Go!" But, he was two late. Skar had already jumped into the deadliest fight she has ever been in. Nathan moved to stop the girl from attacking the psychotic beast, but he was two slow in doing so. She had already landed the attack, which seemed to do absolutely nothing. Hopefully, it did. The robot spun around and wrapped its fingers around Skar's head and threw here acrossed the room. Nathan jumped at the bot and threw a punch to it's head. It swiftly dodged the blow. Nathan landed on his hands and cartwheeled back to his feet. Then, he flipped into an axe-kick, aiming at it's shoulder. The metallic being grabbed his ankle and threw it up, making Nathan spin backward and land on his head. He slowly got up and saw Billie aiming her hand at the monster. "Billie! Do it now! Give him all you got!" Nathan jumped to his feet. He spun the Harrald around and put it in a full-nelson. "Shoot it now, Billie! Take him down!"

Skar slid down from the indentation her body had made in the wall. Woozily, she staggered to her feet, eyes attempting to focus on the metalic beast that had thrown her across the room. She caught it in her sights just as Billie's sonic barrage ceased. Screaming with rage and fury, the voices and emotions that hounded her from the spiritual side of the world faded to nothing.

The glow of her eyes shone brightly, blazing and flowing past her head, shaping itself into flames, and even tinging with red at the tips. Skar barreled forward, swinging her leg around in a powerful roundhouse, her shin in line to take the beast in the face. Her leg connected with a ringing goooong sound, then swung back around, spikes riged and erect, and caught the sim-bot's head again, this time with the back of her leg.

Skar continued to attack, in a blind fury, for a few more moments, landing a number of punches, and one knee to the thing's abdomen, before the sheer fury of her bezerker rage subsided, and she passed into unconsiousness.

[Why do you keep talking to Skar? She's unconsious. I said that in my last post.]

(((Hey, after probably tomorrow, I'm gonna be grounded because of my grades so I won't post as much. So, tomorrow, I'm gonna wrap up this show down and go into duties mode, okay? Just giving you a heads up.)))