>>6124895“No no no, they damaged MY house. They need to know to respect this place.” you say, forcing yourself all the way up to your feet. Joints groaning in protest you rise, standing at what's left of your full height. Then with a sigh lift off your feet, flying over to the hole in your home. Peering out you see the two still going at it, red and green energies slamming into each other. And as you see them fight, you feel yourself growing more and more annoyed. Not only are they recklessly throwing themselves at each other, but neither is fighting with any real skill. No feints, dodges or counters, just throwing their full power into each other in a power and ego-measuring fight. And you've seen enough, taking in a long, deep breath before shouting out. Calling up the remnants of your days as an general, shouting in your order-giving voice. “WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?!”
Both warriors freeze after slamming into each other, turning their wide-eyed looks of shock and worry at hearing your tone. And seeing you standing there in the busted hole of your ship, glaring at them the two both immediately power down, moving a bit away from each other. Silence hangs in the air, neither child speaking up. Clearly worried at seeing you not only UP, but angry at them.
“He started it!” the one who had the divine aura says, pointing at the other accusatorily. Which causes the other to transform back up, snarling at him.
“Bullshit! You mother fucker!” the Berserker snarls, the accuser retaking their divine form as both boys try and swing on each other. Their fists just slide by, avoiding direct contact as they cross counter each other.
“ENOUGH!!” you shout, flying down and grabbing both of the young men by the hair. Trying to separate them, but their power is too great for you to overcome. “BREAK IT UP! RIGHT NOW!”
But you can't pull them apart, the two both going at it. And you aren't sure whose fist does it, but one of them accidentally backhands you as you try and stop the fight. The heavy blow sending you flying back. Smashing back-first into one of your ship's legs, denting the metal as you bounce off of it.
“Gyuuah?!” you cry out as a sharp pain comes from your back, dropping to the ground. It has been years since you last took a punch, much less one you weren't ready for as you feel your consciousness fading. But this time it feels... Different. You suddenly get the feeling that if you lose consciousness now, you're not getting back up. So, you grit your teeth, fighting to remain conscious. Struggling against the darkness you focus, pushing yourself up as you hear voices distantly calling to you. But as you force yourself to rise, see red dots forming in your vision. At first you think you're doing worse than you thought, then realize that not only is that blood, it's dripping from your head. Shit.
