Mysterious Motherly Voice: You are Atma.
ERROR!
Mysterious Motherly Voice: Remember,
help those who can’t help themselves.
ERROR!
ERROR!
Mysterious
Motherly Voice: I love you, my son.
ERROR!
ERROR!
ERROR!
Atma:
Huh?!
A
black-haired boy suddenly woke up from…whatever that is.
Atma:
What the heck? Huh?
Just
then, the boy realizes his current situation. In that he’s lying on the ground,
leaving a human sized indent. Beside him is a river. A rather beautiful river by that, with the
sun sparkling in the water.
Atma:
Woah…so pretty…what is this pretty place? Where am I?
He
observed his surroundings and noticed a nearby rusted abandoned illegible sign.
The words Atma could make out is “Park”
Atma:
Dang. That thing doesn’t look pretty at all. Wonder what’s a Pak? How did I get
here? Hmm…
The
boy tried to recall how he got to this “Pak”.
He
tries.
And
tries.
And
tries. Until he realizes, that he couldn’t remember anything at all. He can’t
recall anything before waking up. His mind is a total blank.
Atma: Huh. All I remember is that pretty
woman’s voice. I wonder who is she? I want to see her face…She says I’m Atma. And
I’m her…son? Huh?
Just
then, he notices his current attire. Which is a dull grey full bodysuit
covering his entire body from neck to toe. Around his waist is a dark grey
belt, with a slot to insert something. Along with a holster on his side. But
the most interesting of all is a dull grey diamond shaped crystal, embedded
right in his chest, as a part of his body.
Atma’s
reaction to this is,
Atma:
Eugh! What the heck?! I look…I look…I look so uncool! Euw!
Clearly,
this kid has his priorities straight. Unfortunately, he was too busy fussing
over his attire that he didn’t notice a cat right next to him.
Until
he stepped on it.
Cat:
MROW!!!
Atma:
GWAH?! Oh, sorry! I didn’t see-
The
cat didn’t wait for his apology. It just run away from Atma.
Atma:
Wait, I’m sorry! Come back…whatever you are!
…
…
…
Elsewhere,
a girl adjusted something on her watch, before aiming at the ground. The girl
wears an inner hijab, while wearing a black and red hoodie which covers almost
her entire body. She also wears black and red gloves alongside red shoes. But
what’s most interesting about her is the scar on her right eye.
Her
index finger pressed something on her glove.
Click!
Her
watch fires a small grey ball. Once the object touched the ground, it releases
colourless, slippery liquid, that’s almost invisible. Almost unnoticeable.
Young
girl: (thoughts) Good. It works. Now I need to test whether it’s actually
slippery.
?:
Hah! This place is perfect!
Young
girl: (thoughts) Scrap!
The
young girl immediately hid herself behind some nearby trees, as a group of
rowdy teenagers walk by. But not just any teenagers. These are ferocious
looking teenage gangsters with scars and tattoos. Each of them at least wore a
white skull tattoo on their shoulder. However, one of the gangsters has an
extra “X” mark over his tattoo, and seems to be the leader of this gang.
Thankfully, none of them notices her.
Gangster
boss: No annoying adults around! This will be Skull Gang’s new territory. With
no busybodies around, we can do whatever we want! Hahahah!
His
goons laughed as well, while the girl groans in frustration.
Young
girl: (thoughts) Tch! Just when I found a private training spot. I better get
out of here fas-
Atma:
Don’t run!
Young
girl: !?
A
cat ran past her hiding spot, much to her astonishment. Before being followed by
a panting Atma.
Arma:
Come…*pant* back-
Suddenly,
Atma notices the girl hiding nearby, much to his surprise. As the girl stares
back at Atma, one thought appears on Atma’s mind.
Atma
(thoughts) Whoah…She looks super cool!
Unfortunately,
because Atma is too busy admiring how cool the girl looks and the fact the
liquid is almost invisible, Atma slipped on the slippery liquid.
Atma:
Whoa whoa whoa-Ouw!
Crash!
If
this is an anime, Atma would have swirls in his eyes as he face planted on the
ground, with stars spinning on top of his head.
Atma:
Ouw…
Struggling,
Atma tried to get up,
STOMP!
When
the Gangster Boss stomps on his back.
Atma:
Ouw!
Gangster
Boss: Now who do we have here, barging into my territory.
Atma:
What the heck?! Let go of me! That hurts!
The
gangster boss responded by stepping on Atma’s back much harder.
Atma:
Ouw, ouw, ouw!
Gangster
Boss: Nobody orders me around, brat! Not in my territory.
Atma:
Territory? What the heck is that?
The
gangster boss stepped harder.
Atma:
Ouw! Knock it off already!
Gangster
Boss: You dare make fun of me, huh?! You lot, teach this brat a lesson!
The
other gangsters laughed sadistically as they approach Atma menacingly. As Atma
struggle to free himself,
Smack!
One
of the goons kick him in his side. Much to Atma’s shock, confusion, and pain.
Atma:
OUW! What did you do tha-
Smack!
Another
goon kicks him in the side as well. The gangsters laugh cruelly at Atma’s
misfortune, while Atma suffer in pain.
Atma:
Ouw…
Gangster
Goon 3: Hah! My turn!
Atma:
Stop…ouw…it hurts…
Atma
look in horror as the goon lifted his leg, ready to stomp Atma in the head…
Splat!
When
something hit the goon, right in the eye.
Gangster
Goon 3: Argh! My eyes! It burns!
Splat!
Before
the same thing hit the boss in the eye as well. Which seems to be…sambal?
Gangster
Boss: Argh! My eye, my eye! Who dares attack me?!
Gangster
Goon 5: That one, boss!
Atma
glances at where the goon is pointing, and saw,
Atma:
Cool girl…?
Cool
girl glares at the gangsters as she took a fighting stance. While gesturing for
them to come closer to here.
Not
that the boss could see that, as he’s struggling to open his eyes.
Gangster
Boss: Ergh! What are you waiting for?! Beat whoever that is!
Gangster
Goons: R-right, boss!
Atma
watched in horror, as the gangster goons charged at Cool girl, who just stood
still.
Atma:
Ergh…Watch out, cool gi-!
Slip
Atma:
Eh?
Suddenly,
for some reason, the goons slip on something, causing them to lose their
balance and disrupting their movements.
Giving
the girl a good chance to get in close and strike the goons in the neck,
immediately knocking them out.
To
say Atma is amazed is an understatement.
Atma:
Woah…
But
there are goons who are still standing up, and tries to attack her. One goes
for a punch,
Gangster
Goon 4: Hiyargh!
Which
Cool girl effortlessly evaded, before getting in close and delivered a strong
elbow strike to the goon’s chest. Knocking him out.
Gangster
Goon 2: Uwargh!
Another
goon went for a flying kick, which Cool girl responds by catching the goon by
the leg, before tripping his other leg. Causing the goon to fall on his back,
giving the girl a chance to stomp the goon in the crotch.
To
say it is painful is an understatement, as evident by the girlish screams from
that goon, before he comically passes out.
Atma:
Hmm? Is it really that painful?
Cool
girl: (thoughts)Hmm. It looks like my fighting skills hasn’t gone rusty…
Atma:
Watch out, cool girl!
Suddenly,
one goon leap into the air while swinging a metal pipe at her. Trying to bash
her head in.
Gangster
Goon 1: Take this, you brat!
Which
Cool girl leaps out of the way. Evading the swing. But the goon wasn’t finished
as it tries to go for another swing.
But
the girl’s not giving that goon a chance.
Quickly,
the girl aims her watch at the goon’s neck as she presses something on her
glove with her middle finger.
BZZT!
Gangster
Goon 1: Erk-!
Suddenly,
the Goon stop in his tracks, as if he is shocked by an electric surge, before
crumpling to the ground. Like a lifeless doll.
Gangster
Boss: W-w-what?! What did you do, brat?!
Atma:
I don’t know, but I bet it’s super cool!
Gangster
Boss tremble in fear, as he realizes he’s the only one left standing. Leaving
him all alone as the girl approaches him. Menacingly, despite the clear difference
in age and size.
There’s
only one thing he could do right now.
Gangster
Boss: Kyaa!
Run
away and scream like a little girl.
Atma:
Heh! That’s right, run away you jerk!
Cool
girl: How are you feeling right now?
Atma:
Oh, cool girl! I’m feeling okay now.
Cool
girl: Cool…girl?
Atma:
Yeah! You are super cool, beating up those jerks! Thanks a lot, cool girl! If
you didn’t beat up these jerks, I…I…I have no idea what’s gonna happen, but I
bet it’s gonna hurt a lot. So really, thanks!
Cool
girl: If you really want to thank me, you can start by explaining about
yourself. Like what’s with the crystal on your chest?
Atma:
Oh, this thing? I dunno. I woke up and I already have this thing. Looks so not
cool…
Cool
girl: …Excuse me?
Atma:
I said I don’t know what this thing is. Or maybe I do, but I forgot. I mean, I
can’t really remember anything. All I remember is,
Atma
recaps what he remembered from the moment he wakes up, up until he met the
girl.
Atma:
As I was chasing that cute thing, I saw you. You look so co-
Cool
girl: How do I know you’re not lying?
Atma:
What?
Cool
girl: How do I know you didn’t make all of this up? How do I know you really
lose your memories?
Atma:
Hmm…I don’t know? But I’m not lying. I really can’t remember anyth-urk!
Suddenly,
Atma slumps to the ground as he held his stomach in pain. Much to the girl’s
shock.
Cool
Girl: Hey, what’s wrong?! What’s with your stomach?
Cool
girl: (thoughts) Scrap! Don’t tell me he’s got internal bleeding!...or maybe,
this is a trick to lower my guard?!
She
aimed her watch at Atma, ready to fire in case Atma tries something funn-
GRU~
Until
she hears the sound of a hungry stomach.
Atma:
Urgh…it…hurts…
Cool
girl: (thoughts) …
…
…Hmm.
He doesn’t seem to be faking it…a trip to Pak Majid’s food should to the jo-wait,
why should I care about him? I don’t know who he is. He has no relation to me.
It’s
not my problem.
It’s
not my business.
It’s
not my concern-
Cool
Girl(much younger): Ibu, why are you cooking all these meals?
Girl’s
mother: For the masjid’s charity event, of course. For the poor and unfortunate
people.
Cool
Girl(much younger): I know that, but why for them? Do you know those people?
Are they your friends?
Girl’s
mother: Whether I know them or not, is irrelevant, Zafira. What matter is, that
they are less fortunate than we are. That they are hungrier than we are. That
they suffering more than we do. It’s because we are more fortunate that we
should be helping others, my cute daughter.
Cool
girl: (thoughts)…And look where that got you, Ibu. Because of your altruism, you…you…you…
Atma:
You, urgh, okay cool girl?
Cool
girl: Hmm?
Cool
girl was astonished. Not expecting concern from him.
Cool
girl: …I’m not the one with an aching stomach.
Atma:
I know, urgh, but are you okay? You seem…seem…how should I say this? You don’t
seem okay?
The
girl stares at Atma’s perplexing behaviour. He’s the one who just got beat up
and suffering from a stomach ache, yet he’s asking if she’s okay? Either he’s
just acting nice or….
Cool
girl: …That’s none of your concern. What matters is that you need something to
eat. Stand up.
Atma:
Oh. Alright then.
Cool
girl: Good. Now hold still.
The
young girl took out a red kain sarung, before wrapping it around Atma’s
chest, covering the crystal on his chest.
Cool
girl: Don’t take this off. Don’t tell anyone else about your crystal. Don’t
show anyone else unless I say so. Got it?
Atma:
Got it, cool girl. No way I’m gonna take this cool thing off.
Cool
girl: (thoughts) …That’s just kain sarung.
Cool
girl: Follow me. I know a place where you can eat.
Atma:
Really? Cool! Thanks, cool girl!
Cool
girl: Stop it.
Atma:
What?
Cool
girl: Just call me Zafira.
Atma:
No prob, Zafira. And you can call me Atma!
Zafira:
*groan* I know.
Zafira:
(thoughts) I’m only doing this because I want to know what’s the deal with the
crystal on his chest. That’s all there is to it. Nothing else. Nothing more. Not
because of some stupid altruism…
With
Zafira leading the way, the two of them exited the abandoned park and entered a
district. Who look like it had seen better days.
Atma:
Ergh…
Not
that Atma realized that, as his stomach ache grew stronger.
Zafira:
Here.
The
girl entered a run-down restaurant named Pak Majid’s Food, with Atma behind
her. A waiter greets them.
Male
Waiter: Salam, Zafira-Oh, what’s with your friend?
Atma:
Hun…gry…
Zafira:
Whip up something quick for him please. Anything would do.
Male
Waiter: Alright then, what about you?
Zafira:
Nothing. He’s the only one eating today.
Male
Waiter: If you say so.
The
two of them sat at a table. Or rather, Zafira sat. Atma slumps into his chair.
Atma:
Ergh…so hungry…
Zafira:
Patience.
Atma:
Fine…
Zafira:
Hold still.
Zafira
ordered as she took out her handphone, and took a picture of Atma’s face.
Atma:
What are…ergh…you doing?
Zafira:
None of your concern.
Atma:
Fine…
As
Atma slumped on the table, waiting for his food, Zafira searches Atma’s name
and face on the Internet.
And
found no match.
Zafira:
(thoughts) Huh?
Refresh
search
No
match.
Refresh
search.
No
match.
Zafira:
…You sure your name is Atma?
Atma:
Yes…urgh…hungry…
Male
Waiter: Here’s a Nasi Lemak, adik.
Atma:
Finally…thanks…
Zafira:
(thoughts)Hmm…even if his name isn’t Atma, I’d expect at least one profile to
appear that match his face…could it be, he’s not registered? Maybe an illegal
immigrant?! But his Bahasa Melayu is decently fluent.
NYOM!
What
happen next made Zafira’s eyes grew comically wide, it almost fell out of her
sockets.
Because
Atma finish one plate of food in one bite.
Atma:
SO YUMMY!!!
Zafira:
…You finished a whole plate. In one go.
Atma:
Yeah!
Zafira:
…How.
The
male waiter chuckle in amusement.
Male
Waiter: Adik, you eat what’s on the plate. Not the plate.
Atma:
Oh, really?
Complying,
Atma put down his plate before he could take a bite out of it.
Zafira
continues to stare with bewilderment as Atma’s antics.
Male
Waiter: Hahahah! It’s rare to see a Malay kid enjoying rice nowadays.
Female
Waiter: There’s more where that came from, adik.
Another
waiter, a female, placed two plates of steaming food on their table. Much to Atma’s
delight, and Zafira’s suspicion.
Zafira:
I only ordered one meal.
Female
Waiter: A secret admirer decided to treat you two.
Atma:
Thanks secret admirer! Whoever you are!
Just
as he is about to feast on his second meal, Zafira
swipes his plate away.
Atma:
Huh? What are you doing, Zafira?
Zafira:
You don’t find this suspicious?
Atma:
Suspi…what?
Zafira:
Urgh, I mean, don’t you think this is weird?
Atma:
What’s weird?
Male
Waiter: Yeah, Zafira. It’s just someone treating you to food.
Female
Waiter: It’s rude to refuse someone’s gift, you know. Refusing rezeki.
Atma:
Yeah, what she said.
Zafira:
…Tch! Fine. Here.
Atma:
Nice!
Atma
open his mouth wide, ready to eat a whole plate of food again. Before Zafira
swipes the plate away.
Atma:
Hey!
Zafira:
Learn some manners first.
Atma:
Who’s manners?
Female
Waiter: Hahahah! Your friend sure is a funny one.
Zafira
just groaned.
One
lesson about manners later…a long, long, long lesson…
Atma:
Mmm! So yummy!
Zafira:
(thoughts) No wonder parents get so stressed…
Atma:
Hmm? Zafira, your food’s over there.
Zafira:
I know.
Atma:
So why aren’t you eating it?
Zafira:
I’m not hungry.
Atma:
Really? But the food’s so yummy!
Zafira:
Don’t make me repeat myself.
Atma:
Alright. But seriously, the food is yummy. Thanks a lot, Zafira for bringing me
to this cool place.
Zafira:
Don’t mention it.
Atma:
And for saving me from those jerks.
Zafira:
You already said that.
Atma:
Well, I’m saying it again. Thanks, Zafira. You’re super cool! Love ya!
As
soon he said those words, suddenly, his clothes transformed. Gone are the dull
faded grey colours. What replaces it are the colours crimson red and sky blue.
Even his belt became half red and half blue. But what’s most interesting is his
chest crystal which glows red and blue, causing the sarong to loosen somehow,
before Atma’s crystal turns into a half blue and half red crystal.
To
say Zafira was surprised is an understatement. And she’s not the only one.
Everyone in the restaurant stared at Atma in shock. While Atma,
Atma:
Oh. My. God. SO COOL!
His
eyes sparkle with glee, not at all perturbed or disturbed by what is currently
happening.
Zafira:
H…how did you change your clothes like that?
Female
Waiter: And what’s with your…chest, adik?
Atma:
No idea, but it’s look so cool!
He
pointed at the red portion of his attire.
Atma:
Look at this! It looks just like yours, Zafira!
Zafira:
I can see that…
Female
Waiter: Adik, your watch!
Zafira:
!
Zafira
glanced at her watch. And gasped in shock as her watch suddenly has a glowing
crystal embedded to it, similar to Atma’s, except in red and black.
Atma:
Woah, didn’t know you had that as well?! Cool!
Zafira:
I don’t…
Zafira:
(thoughts) How…what…why…
Atma:
Sooo cool! We both…we both…we both…err…
Female
Waiter: Match?
Atma:
Yeah! That’s it. We match! So awesome! Can this day get any better?
Boom!
Atma:
Gwah!
Suddenly,
a loud noise from outside caught everyone by surprise. Especially Atma who fall
from his chair. Upside down.
Atma:
Ouw…
Zafira:
You okay?! (thoughts) What was that noise?
Atma:
I’m okay. What’s that sound?
Zafira:
How should I know!?
Zafira
growled, before realising her mistake.
Zafira:
Sorry. Didn’t mean to yel-Oi! Where are you going?
Atma:
I want to see what the heck that is!
Atma’s
not the only one as everyone else in the restaurant headed outside to satisfy
their curiosity. Which is then followed by a reluctant Zafira.
Zafira:
(thoughts) Damn you…
But
once everyone steps outside, the sight they saw immediately took their breath
away. But not in a good way.
Because
right now, a grey humanoid reptilian monster wielding a large hammer, is wrecking
the town.
Hammer
Monster: Hahahah!
The
monster maniacally lifted it’s hammer high, before slamming it down on the
ground, releasing a shockwave. Smashing up the street even more.
Zafira:
(thoughts) What. The. Heck. A monster. A monster. A real life monster?! How?!
For
the first time in a while, her body shake in shock, fear, and horror. A feeling
shared by the other onlookers.
Zafira:
(thoughts) This isn’t a dream. This isn’t a cartoon. This is-
Atma:
So cool!
Everyone
else glares at an oblivious Atma, who’s eyes sparkle at the sight of that
monster. While Zafira comically faceplanted to the floor, anime style.
Zafira:
(thoughts) Seriously?!
Blam!
Blam! Blam!
Several
shots hit the monster, as it came from several policemen pointing their guns at
the monster.
Policemen:
Surrender! This is your final warning!
Unfortunately,
their shots barely scratch the monster.
Zafira:
(thoughts)Their guns didn’t work?!
Hammer
Monster: Heh! Is that all you cops got?! Weak! Let me show what true strength
is! Hiyargh!
Boom!
With
a Hammer swing, the monster launched a shockwave at the stunned police, who
couldn’t dodge in time.
Argh!
Ergh!
Urgh!
Atma:
Oh My God! Are they okay?!
Atma
gasp in horror at the sprawled, unconscious bodies of the police. A sentiment
shared with nearly everyone who was watching. Some onlookers already fainting
in shock.
Zafira:
They seem fine to me.
Atma:
Really?
Zafira:
Of course not!
Atma:
I take it back. That jerk is not cool at all!
Zafira:
(sarcastically)Oh really? What gave that away?
Hammer
Monster: Hah! That ghost motorcycle was right! You cops can’t do anything
against me! None of you cops can get in my way again. I can do anything I want!
Ahahahah!
The
monster lifted it’s hammer once again, going for another shockwave. Aiming for
the unconscious policemen. Much to Atma’s horror.
Which
triggered something inside him.
Atma:
Stop!
Fwoosh!
One
moment he was beside Zafira. Next, Atma was leaping through the air, before
punching the monster in the face.
The
crowd gasped in confusion, surprise and amazement. Especially Zafira.
Zafira:
(thoughts) Did he just…?! How did he move so fast? And what’s that “Fwoosh”
sound?
Hammer
Monster: Argh!
Atma:
Knock it off! You’re hurting them!
Hammer
Monster: HOW DARE YOU BRA-oh. Oh. It’s you!
Atma:
Yeah, it’s me!…what about it?
Hammer
Monster: You’re that brat from earlier!
Atma:
…Do I know you?
Zafira:
(thoughts) Earlier? What is that freak talking about…wait.
Hammer
Monster: Finally…I get to finish you off! Hiyargh!
The
monster swing at Atma,
Fwoosh!
Who
narrowly evaded.
Atma:
Hey! I said knock it off!
Hammer
Monster: Huwargh!
The
monster launches a shockwave at Atma,
Fwoosh!
Which
Atma dodged by leaping out of the way.
Zafira:
(thoughts) That sound…it sounds like a jet thruster…
Hammer
Monster: What are you?! How are you moving that fast?
Atma:
I…have no idea, really. How do I move this fast?...But even if I know, what
makes you think I will tell you, you jerk! Take this!
Fwoosh!
Atma
leaped through the air, ready to deliver another punch.
When
suddenly,
Bam.
Zafira:
Huh?
Atma:
Ouw!
For
some reason, Atma stop in his tracks as he clutches his back, seemingly in
pain.
Atma:
Ouw, what the?
Zafira:
Atma, watch out!
Smash!
Atma:
Woah!
Barely,
just barely, Atma dodges the hammer swing by boosting sideways. But
unfortunately, he wasn’t looking where he was going, and accidently step on
some debris caused by the monster’s attacks.
Atma:
Whoa!
Atma
struggles as he tries to regain his balance and not falling on the asphalt. But
unfortunately, this distracted him from noticing the monster’s next swing.
Zafira:
Watch out!
Until
it was too late.
Boom!
The
direct shockwave sent the boy flying, before landing on the tarmac and groaning
in pain.
Atma:
ARGH!! Sakitnya!!! Ergh…
The
force of the hammer is so strong, it didn’t just tear through his attire, it
actually tore through Atma’s skin, revealing something that shock everyone even
more.
Machine
parts and wires. Like that of a machine.
Atma:
Ouw…
Zafira:
Atma…you’re…a robot?
Blue
liquid drips from Atma’s gaping wound, as Atma’s struggle in pain. While the
monster mocks him.
Hammer
Monster: Hah! So you’re a freak! That explains everything. Oh, but don’t worry
freak. I’ll show you where you belong. In the trash!
The
monster cackled as it lifted it’s hammer, ready to deliver another shockwave
towards Atma…
Before
a bolt arrow struck the monster in the chest.
BZZT!
Hammer
Monster: Erk!
Courtesy
of Zafira, aiming her watch at the monster. Or more accurately, a watch which
has somehow transformed into a crossbow.
Zafira:
(thoughts) To think I would use this Crossbow Mode for someone I literally just
meet…
Despite
his intense pain, Atma’s eyes sparkle in amazement at Zafira’s weapon.
Atma:
Whoah…you…ergh…so cool…ouw…
Zafira:
Stop talking.
As
the monster writhe in pain, struggling with paralysis, Zafira pulled back her
bow, generating a new bolt arrow.
Bam.
When
her crossbow suddenly reverts back into a watch. Much to her shock and
confusion.
Zafira:
Huh?!
Zafira
press on her watch, trying to transform it into a crossbow. But her watch remains
as a watch. It’s as if her watch’s transforming mechanism is broken.
Zafira:
Scrap!
Atma:
Zafira? Ergh…is…everything okay?
Hammer
Monster: Ergh…
What’s
worse, the monster’s paralysis has worn off. Leaving Zafira defenceless against
the ferocious and enraged monster.
Hammer
Monster: You…you brats! I…I’ll kill you both! Rragh!
Zafira
stare in horror and fear as the monster launches another shockwave, aiming at
her this time. If Zafira was thinking more clearly, she would have quickly gotten
out of the way.
But
she wasn’t calm. She wasn’t thinking clearly. For the first time ever, she was
panicking. She was scared. She was terrified.
Atma:
Zafira!
As
Zafira watch in horror as the shockwave is approaching her at an alarming speed…
JET RUHA SLASH
Suddenly,
a dark purple energy slash intercepted the shockwave. Protecting Zafira.
Zafira:
(thoughts) …Huh?
Hammer
Monster: Hah?!
Zafira:
Atma…?
Zafira
stared in disbelief at her saviour, the one who perform the dark energy slash,
Atma. Who’s appearance has suddenly changed, again. But this time, looking
rather ominous.
Gone
are his red and blue colours, replace by ominous dark purple. Even his crystal
glows an ominous purple. On his dark purple belt, a card occupies one of the slots.
To top it all off, an ominous purple aura is surrounding Atma. As he wields two,
never before seen, dark purple glowing blade on his wrists. Which seems to be
shaped like a jet wings.
And
Atma’s expression?
Cold,
calculated, harsh. His expression is almost unrecognizable. He looks like a
different person.
Atma:
Hah…hah…hah…
Despite
his gaping wound, Atma keeps glaring at the monster, who flinch in response.
Before responding,
Hammer
Monster: Huh! Y-you think a costume change is going to defeat me, brat?! Rragh!
Once
again, the monster lifted his hammer, ready for another swing.
But
Atma was ready. As he aimed his one of blades at the monster,
JET
RUHA SHOT
Before
firing a dark purple energy shot at the monster. Hitting the monster in the
face.
Hammer
Monster: Argh!
As
the monster writhe in pain, Atma rush towards the monster, getting close to it.
However, the monster has recovered, and in rage, swing at Atma at close range!
Zafira:
Atma!
Atma’s
response is to block the handle of the hammer with his jet blade before, with the
boost from his internal thrusters, delivers a,
JET
RUHA PUNCH
To
the Monster’s stomach, knocking the wind out of the monster.
Hammer
Monster: Urk! Grr…
The
Monster tries to swing again, which Atma block and counter with a,
JET
RUHA PUNCH
Once
again.
Zafira:
(thoughts) …Huh. So he does know how to fight…
Groaning
in immense pain and frustration, the monster tries swinging at Atma from the
side. Which Atma evade by ducking before one of jet blades attach to his leg.
Before
he then performs a sweeping motion at the monster’s legs. Tripping up the
monster and causing it to drop it’s hammer on the ground.
JET
RUHA SWEEP
Zafira
observed the monster’s condition with deep interest. Particularly, at how the
monster’s legs began to bleed. Bleeding red blood.
Zafira:
(thoughts) So this freak can bleed…interesting…
The
monster groans as it tries to get up.
JET
RUHA STOMP
Hammer
Monster: Argh!
But
Atma’s bladed foot on the monster’s back put a stop to that. Struggling in
immense pain against Atma’s sharp foot, the monster tries to grab it’s hammer.
Blam!
Blam! Blam!
Which
Atma responds by shooting the hammer far away from the monster. With his leg
pinning the monster, and the hammer far away, the monster is helpless.
Zafira:
(thoughts) Hmm?
Just
then, Zafira notices something else about Atma. Particularly, his healing
wound.
Bit
by bit, Atma’s flesh are growing back, closing his gaping wound. And Atma seem
to be getting…less tired. He doesn’t seem to be worn out, despite using a lot
of energy.
Zafira:
(thoughts) …And I thought this day couldn’t get any weirder.
SP
BAR FULL. ABILITY READY
Zafira:
Eh?
Suddenly,
Atma took out a card from his belt holster. A dark purple card, with black volt
patterns all over. Glaring at the weakened monster, Atma inserts the card into a
slot in his belt.
ABILITY:
VOLT
Before
a black volt aura surrounds Atma, and changes Atma attire. It’s still dark
purple, but it now has the additions of black volt patterns, much to Zafira’s
astonishment.
Zafira:
(thoughts) …Huh.
Then,
his leg jet blade detaches from his leg, before combining with his other jet
blade. Forming a new weapon, a single sword shaped like a jet
Holding
his jet sword in both of his hands, Atma plunge his sword into the monster’s
back, delivering a big surge of voltage energy towards the monster.
FINISHER:
VOLT SURGE
To say the monster is in agony is an understatement.
The monster
screams in pain, but only for a while, as it quickly passed out. No longer able
to move, react and fight. With a bruised, battered, and beaten body.
The
monster is finally defeated. Thanks to Atma.
Just
then, the monster suddenly reverts back to a human form. A human Zafira is
familiar with. The gangster’s leader who bullied Atma earlier.
Zafira:
(thoughts) Hmph. Knew it. Good riddance. Although being dead would be
preferable…
Though
faint, Zafira could see that the ex-monster is still breathing. Albeit barely.
MATERIALIZING…WAVE
Zafira:
Hmm?
Suddenly,
a card materialized in mid-air in front of Atma, before forming into a card.
WAVE
WEAPON
Without
any words, Atma grabs the card before placing it into his holster.
Zafira:
(thoughts) Hmm? So he gains the ability of the freak he defeated?
FINISHER
ACTIVE
Suddenly,
Atma click a button on his belt. Before holding his sword high in the air.
Despite the fact his foe has been defeated.
Zafira:
(thoughts) What is he doing? He looks like he’s going to cut…oh. Oh. Oh.
Upon
realization, for the first time since ever, Zafira smile. But not a kind smile.
A sinister, sadistic, malicious smirk.
Zafira:
(thoughts) Heh. You continue to exceed my expectations, Atma. And I use to think
you were just a naïve, weak kid.
Dark
electricity sparks gather in his blade as Atma prepares for a deadly slash,
Ready to end his foes’ life, once and for all.
FINISHER:
VOLT SLA-
Teenage
Girl: That’s enough!
Suddenly,
a teenage girl in a hijab interrupts Atma. A rather tall teenager, with a beautiful
face, and an elegant yet stern voice. Her attire consists of a black uniform
with violet highlights which resembles a military uniform, complete with a military
cap.
And
Zafira knew this teenager very well. Much to her displeasure.
Zafira:
(thoughts) Violet?! What is she doing here?!
Violet:
Your foe is already defeated, kid. You can stop now.
Zafira:
Don’t stop, Atma! Finish off that freak!
Violet:
Zafira!
Zafira:
Screw off, Miss Violet! This isn’t your business!
Violet:
I’m not letting your friend take a life, sister.
Zafira:
You’re not my sister! Just because my father married your mother doesn’t mean
we’re related! So, don’t step in where you don’t belon-
Violet:
Kid! What’s wrong?!
Zafira’s
rant is interrupted as she too starts to notice something odd about Atma. His aura
and attire starts to flicker, as he clutches his head, seemingly in pain.
Zafira:
Atma?!
Despite
his apparent pain, he remains silent as he continues to clutch his head.
Suddenly, his attire reverts back to his sky blue and red attire. Like the one
back in the restaurant. The aura surrounding his body disappears, along with
his jet sword. Even his crystal stop glowing and becomes a faded red and blue
colour, as Atma’s eyes close shut, before his body fell. Heading to the ground.
Zafira:
Atma!
...
…
…
Unbeknownst
to anyone, a mysterious figure has been observing everything that has happened
from on top of a building, hidden from sight. This mysterious girl wore an
attire of red and yellow, while wearing a red mask with flame designs. To put
in simple, her attire seems to be fire theme. In her hand, is a red and yellow sniper
rifle. The mysterious girl smirks.
Mysterious
Girl: Well, well, well, so this is where you ended up, V1T-100. And your RUHA
Magic is still working. Finally, things are getting interesting again.
The
sniper rifle in her hand dissipated before the girl took out a phone. She aims
at a spot before pressing an app. Causing the phone to fire a beam of light at
that spot, which materializes a portal.
Mysterious
girl: I can’t wait…it’s gonna be so much fun~
The
girl giggle maliciously as she walks into the portal. Before the portal
disappears, leaving no trace of anyone or anything there on the roof.
Hakimblue99
Productions presents:
LIMIT
BREAK: Tales of Atma the Hybrid Hero
Episode
1: Bizarre Meeting, Bizarre Day
