Tides Of Protomis XXXV

The Demonic Girl And The Esper

The first ones to leave North shima high, Kazimir, and Miyamoto found themselves both standing on the roof of one of the city’s many buildings. One that towered of those around it, likely one of the many financial offices that one saw strewn all over. Though, less so than some of the other wards. The two fighter’s focus was not on their surroundings, however, they were on one another. Kazimir's watchful gaze stayed on his opponent, taking note of her arched brows, and the grimace on her face. Making it apparent that she was less than pleased, to say the least. Kazimir scratched the back of his head.

“So, uh… are you still mad about T- “

He was cut off as a boom filled his ears, and, appearing in front of him, was Miyamoto, quickly enough that he barely registered it. Her fist was drawn back, ready to smash it into his stomach. Something that she would succeed in, as it shot forward. Kazimir’s eyes widened.

“That was a strong punch… I’d be better off taking this seriously.”

She pulled back once more, as she began to launch a flurry of punches. Reacting quickly, however, Kazimir began to weave around the punches, and putting his hand in their path, stopping them in their tracks. Even so, his frame shook with the pure force of the punch. Eventually, her strikes stopped falling, and Kazimir was quick to seize the opportunity, and drove his fist into her stomach, sending her flying back. As she did, however, she kept her gaze on Kazimir, before backflipping, and, landing on her hands, and, within a split-second, doing the same again, this time, landing on her feet.

“Let’s see how you handle this!”

Now, the red glow swirled around her body once more. Kazimir kept his gaze on her, as it flowed from around her body, before the light began to move, condensing around her arms, and then, to her palm. She closed her hand, and, within, the light formed into a rod that extended past her fist. The crackle of the energy echoed as it became more defined. Until, an edge formed, facing Kazimir. Along with a hilt forming in her hand, the “Blade” That formed began to curve, until the formation was complete. A shining red tachi appeared in her left hand.

“She can create objects, it seems… Something I should consider.”

His thoughts were interrupted, as the woman appeared in front of him once more, her knees bent, and the “Blade” on her thigh, facing away from them as if it were in a scabbard. Before she swiped upward, leaving a small cut across Kaizmir’s chest, rising to her feet as she did so, keeping her knees bent, before she came down once more, deepening the earlier cut. Kazimir frowned at this result, as he kicked her side, sending her flying away, though she skidded to a stop soon after, it was more than enough to create some distance. Miyamoto was quick to attempt to rectify this, attempting to make her way back into his range, moving to his left, as she raised the blade once more.

“You aren’t getting away that easy!”

However, he opened his hand, and, in front of her, a shield materialized, stopping her strike long before it reached him. She opened her hand, and the blade disappeared. She weaved around his field, as the light covered her hands once more. Soon, with another crackle, they morphed claws, with three digits. She was quick to resume her assault, swiping at his chest. But Kazimir’s eyes darted toward her, well aware of the girl's attempt at an attack. He leaped back, leaving the swing to mostly hit air, save for a small cut that hadn’t even broken the skin. Kazimir’s lips curled into a smirk as he kept his gaze on Miyamoto. His strategy to defeat her was beginning to come together. While she was formidable indeed, there was something he could use to his advantage… Something he’d found out about prior to the battle.

“Her being called a kid seems to be an annoyance… I could easily use that to my advantage.”

Now, the two were left standing apart once more, all the while, Kazimir began to pace around, keeping his eyes on her all the while.

“You’re better than I thought you’d be… Not saying much considering you’re some kid… After all, I wouldn’t expect that much.”

Junko clenched her fists, as the muscles in her armed tightened… After all that, he still had the nerve to say something like that?! The claw on her hand disappeared, as the red glow swirled around her first.

“Shut Up… I do NOT look like some kid!!” She yelled in her defense.

Hook, line, and now, for the sinker.

“Those "assets" say otherw-”

Almost on cue, before he finished, Miyamoto appeared in front of him, Stepping forward with her left leg, and dropping her right. She launched a left hook at his face, leaning into it as well. The wind around them began to blow heavily with the force of the punch. Kazimir was quick to move his head, bobbing out of the way. Letting the wave of air that followed barrel off, ripping apart the roof under it. Kazimir was quick to throw a counter punch with his right, an uppercut into her chin. Something that ended in her swiftly slipping around his fist, moving to his right side, and lowering her body. And sliding past him, before, rotating on her palm, attempting to slam her heel into his ribs.

Kazimir reacted quickly, catching her foot and flipped her body, bringing her back to his front, before elbowing the back of her knee. Her leg curled as he did so, as she looked back at him in surprise. However, undaunted, she twisted her body and threw a fist at his back, a show of her agility. He released his grip on her knee, to put his palm in the way of her fist, stopping the attack there. Now, she backflipped once more, landing on her feet.

For a few moments, the battle paused, as the two stared at one another. Miyamoto prepared to launch another attack until she took notice of something… Just as the two were both surrounded in a red light, the effects of both of their abilities, she found something else happening at the same time.

“What’s going on here… The buildings around us are being covered in that light... I know it isn’t mine. What kind of abilities am I dealing with here?”

Her question would soon be answered as the buildings around her began to break into rubble that grew to begin to orbit around her. Then she took note of something, she didn't feel the ground under her anymore. It was then that she looked down to see the building they formerly stood on crumbling into rubble. Miyamoto’s gaze flew around, as she took note of the amount of rubble, growing, and growing by the second. Whipping through the air, until it came to a stop, as Kazimir raised his palm.

Miyamoto eyed her opponent once more, as she prepared to make a dash for him. But, before she knew it, she closed his hand, and the pieces of rubble closed in on her from all different directions. Miyamoto was quick to action, flying off her previous piece, as it was demolished by another. Now, she began bobbing and weaving around the larger pieces. But, she still found herself getting hit by the smaller ones. Her eyes narrowed, as she began to throw punches, breaking the larger boulders as she made impact. Even so, Kazimir remained relentless, simply flinging more, and more. Her eyes began to dart around, at the many pieces of rubble that barreled toward her. Elsewhere, Kazimir bent his knees as he burst forward at his opponent.

“You'll have to try harder than that!!!”

Miyamoto’s eyes darted toward him as she heard his words, but, it was much too late, his fist slammed into her cheek, sending her flying away, flipping through the air as she did, until she finally came to a stop, mid-air. She took note of a trickle of blood coming down her lips, wiping it off with her hand. She put her arm forward, as the same red glow surrounded her.

“He's no joke, it looks like I'm doing this earlier than I wanted… Let’s Go, HYPERION!!”

Miyamoto flew toward one of the rocks, landing upon it, as she slammed her fist onto it. Kazimir looked upon this with an eyebrow raised. Before, to Miyamoto’s left, the air seemed to wave, as if a heat built up there. Something that was soon followed by what looked like a portal appearing, crimson in color. Kazimir squinted his eyes as he looked upon this. His eyes widened as he saw what emerged. A tall suit of strange, jet-black armor came from within the portal. Its grotesque outer layers a mix of fleshy, and Metallic. The head of the thing, if it even had one, was covered by the Helmet. But, what he took note of was a downright gigantic blade, larger than the body as a whole, resting on its back. A giant hunk of iron, with a sharpened crescent at the end of the blade, almost resembling a konda. Kazimir eyed the suit of armor, as it turned its “Head”, looking around, at the buildings, and then, toward Miyamoto.

“Junko Miyamoto… Would you like to explain why you summoned me this time around?”

Kazimir put his hand on his chin.

“Summoned? Hold on... Where did you come from?!”

“Hyperion- help me defeat him… He's an enemy, and it looks like he’s nobody to scoff at either. “

Miyamoto pointed at Kazimir. Hyperion turned his head toward the auburn-haired man, As he grasped the blade on his back with one hand, he pulled it off. Pointing the downright gigantic blade toward his opponent. Kazimir stared at Hyperion as he took notice of the blade. His eyes darted between the two, again and again.

“2 on 1 then…. I don't know how strong that one is, this could be an issue.”

Hyperion glanced back at Miyamoto.

“That's what you summoned me for, couldn't you just handle this one yourself?”

Silence...He sighed, As he turned back to his opponent.

“Fine then.”

Hyperion flew forward, and Miyamoto followed. She drew her hand back, as the familiar red glow swirled around her. She kept her gaze on him for a moment, before thrusting her arm out, dozens of streams of crimson light flew at her opponent. Hyperion seeing her fire her attack began to rush toward Kazimir. The latter went through his thoughts until he’d decided on a plan. He bent his wrist, his hand moving upward. The red pulses crashed onto the rubble, ripping through it as it made contact. However, the weakened pulses dissipated as they got past the makeshift barrier. Miyamoto clicked her tongue, as she took notice of the failed attacks.

Elsewhere, Kazimir soon faced an attack head-on from Hyperion, who brought his blade down on the rubble that lay in front of him, he cut it. Again, and again, he continued to slice them again and again, and, given his relaxed stance, it was seemingly with very little effort. He continued to make his way toward Kazimir, speeding up as he moved along, shooting through the sky. Kazimir noted his closeness, and shifted his right foot forward, as Hyperion cut through the last layer of rubble, coming right into his melee range, taking a swipe as he did. However, Kazimir ducked under his strike, while Hyperion continued his charge, blowing past him. Kazimir turned on his heel as he stood, sending a punch at Hyperion. Who swiveled as well, putting the flat of the blade in Kazimir’s path, stopping the punch. Kazimir pulled back, as Hyperion sent another swing toward him, avoiding it entirely. But the being was not finished yet, as he brought down a diagonal slash on his chest, something that left a gash, spouting blood on his torso. Kazimir looked down at the wound, and brought his gaze back up, as Hyperion swung his blade back, prepared to swipe at him once again. He retreated from his range, landing on one of the buildings left intact. But Hyperion was quick to follow, leaping off the edge of the rubble, and sending wild gales into the air, as he homed in on his opponent. He raised his blade, ready to cut him down the middle.

By this point, the armor almost seemed to be a blur, nearly evading his sight as a whole. Even so, he manages to sidestep, moving to his right, and letting the blade crash into the building below, splitting it into halves. It did not stop there, however, going to create a rift in the ground, created by the amount of force. He quickly sidestepped, moving to his right, as the blade hit the roof of the building, it was soon split into halves. Kazimir kept his gaze on the crumbling building for some moments before he made the decision, he flew backward and landed on one of the buildings that stood nearby. His eyes darted between the two. At least, Until Miyamoto appeared beside him. Eagerly continuing the stream of attacks with a punch to his cheek that the Russian barely registered. Now, she began to land strike after strike across the body, drawing blood as the fists cut the skin open, leaving bruises across. Shaking his muscular frame. However, he was not willing to let this continue for long, as he grabbed not one, but both of her fists, stopping her assault right there. The two pushed against each other, neither giving an inch.

“Looks like you’re struggling a little... Guess that’s to be expected from someone as young as you…”

Again?!

“You…” She growled.

The two stayed locked there, before he slammed her head into hers, in a headbutt. Something that made her pupils dilate, as she dipped in and out of consciousness, as her brain rattled in her head. Enough for him to slam a kick into her ribs, folding her torso. He followed up by closing the distance between them, grasping her left arm with both hands, as he began attempting to fold it… The wrong way. His strategy was clear, and she wouldn’t let it happen, and, neither would her ally. A red claw formed over her free hand and Hyperion appeared behind Kazimir. Both ready to turn him into mincemeat. Thankfully, he was quick to react, shifting around Miyamoto using her arm as a pivot. Before releasing his grip, and slamming his boot into her back, making her crash into Her ally. Before, he jumped back, floating in the sky above the two… This didn’t bode well for him. He was used to multiple opponents, but it was another case entirely with the two that stood in front of him.

“These two have some real synergy. The only way for me to win this is to separate them… I can’t let this fight get drawn out. I still don’t have full control over these abilities.” He thought.

The ground began to tremble once again, as Kazimir raised his hand, more and more of the buildings surrounding them began to rise, Kilometers across. With a massive storm of rubble forming around them, obstructing the few of the sun’s rays that peaked through the clouds. Miyamoto’s gaze shot over to him as he did so. She frowned and began to fire the very same red pulses at him. Not willing to let him carry out whatever plan he had. However, as she did so the rubble moved right into her line of fire. The pulses went through some of the debris, but none went that far before they dissipated. Though she continued, attempting to change their path, she found the blasts obstructed once more.

“ This defense he’s set up, I can’t break this easily…”

Her gaze shot around at the rapidly moving rubble, and buildings alike around her.

“So this is one of the four tides…”

She landed on one of the many pieces of rubble, with the Energy-formed Tachi reappearing in her hand.

“Even so, you won’t win!” She yelled as she leaped forward, flying toward him, ready to continue her assault. Hyperion would soon begin to resume his charge as well, swiveling his body to the left and reeling the blade back, taking advantage of the lack of rubble being shoved in his direction. Kazimir took notice a moment after. And, now, began to shift to the right to avoid his opponent’s attack. This time, however, he was not quick enough, As Hyperion’s strike went through Kazimir's shoulder, leaving a wound upon it. However, Kazimir soon threw a shot at the man’s torso, chipping off much of his armor. Hyperion’s gaze fell to the chipped piece of his armor, and then, to his opponent’s face.

“Hm… You ain’t too bad, kid…” Hyperion Complimented.

“Same to you!!”

Kazimir’s eyes darted to his right, as he took note of something. The sound of rushing air, and, as well a scream. Something that revealed itself to be a war cry, as Miyamoto weaved through the rubble, rapidly closing the distance.

“I refuse to let the group who saved me be defeated by the likes of you!!” She proclaimed.

He went silent at her words... He was more than a bit surprised, but he simply didn’t know how to respond to it. It just didn’t make any sense, no matter how he looked at it. The Kaemerge, Saved?! Something didn’t seem right here. Not right in the very least. Especially given what he’d learned about Yu.

“Saved you?! As if guys like that would save anybody!!” He responded

Miyamoto reeled her fist back as she got closer to the two.

“How would you know?!”

Apparently, his words had triggered something within Miyamoto, the thoughts of her past.

Part B

“Kobe, Yamato, March 15th of 2001, Junko Miyamoto was born. She was but a regular human, with no abilities to speak of. All things considered, she lived a rather pleasant life.”

A much younger girl with purple hair sat on a black couch, sat in front of a large holographic display, with the loud sounds from the anime she watched, seemingly capturing her attention. Her stature the usual for a toddler. On the screen, a girl formerly dressed in sailor Fuku transformed in front of her eyes. A common genre as far as entertainment was concerned. She lay unaware of the conversation of those not too far away from her. An older man, with an angular jaw, with small amounts of violet facial hair dotting it, he simple clothes, A black t-shirt, with the name “Rhythm Print” Printed in English characters, resembling graffiti, each one with a different color, Along with a pair of black jeans. This was Hidenori Miyamoto. To his right, was another woman with purple hair, she was of an older age, just like the one beside her, she wore a black shirt, as well as jeans. The woman, Eimi Miyamoto.

“You heard about the tensions in Europe, right?” Eimi questioned, looking up from a book in her hands.

“Yes, I’d say they’re gonna start bringing proto-humans into their forces if things keep going like that. Hmph, they already did so here, the last thing we need is for that to happen there.” Hidenori responded, with a hint of venom in his voice.

“For sure, the last thing we need is more proto-humans roaming around. Freaks of nature, that’s what they are.” She agreed.

“The two were well known in Kobe for many things, but one in particular, was their belief in an ideology that had since been thought to be killed, Purism… The belief that there should only be a single human species. As for the Proto-humans, by their standards, they were separate. They were eventually run out of town in 2005. As they arrived in the city of Sumida, Miyamoto found something that would change the course of her life.”

Noon, in a park within the city of Sumida, though some kids ran around, yelling, and playing, however, one in a more secluded area, between the trees, stood alone. Miyamoto stood in the grass, her gaze fell on crystals, lacking any color, that stuck out of the ground, reaching her knees. The glare of the sun reflected on them, so she covered her eyes as she leaned in to get a closer look. She reached out, placing her palm onto the crystal. For a moment, nothing happened, but, as the crystals had seemed to have disappeared, her eyes widened, and she'd even doubled over, falling. For some moments she stayed like that, confused about the previous events. Eventually, however, she got up, and simply walked off.

Though unknown to her, she had gotten into something rare for any human in that era. She found protomis, in one of its pure forms. However, she lived much of her life as a normal person would, as there was seemingly no change within her….

Until That day

Miyamoto, though much older than she’d been before, was still just a bit younger than she was at present. Her mouth leaked blood, and several bruises lay on her body, The same was said for those surrounding her. Eimi, Hidenori, and others, who bore a resemblance to the three.

“Couldn’t you have chosen somewhere else to fight...Why here?!”

A man with a hood stood on top of the ruins of a building, his body surrounded in flames. Yuutaro Torushima, due to his age, looked almost exactly like he did three years later. In front of him, stood a man who wore a dark-gray cloak. His body was clouded in black light, obstructing much of it. As was the longsword in his hand, he shifted his feet, dropping his back leg, as he tightened his grip on the hilt.

“My my, Is that all you have? You’ll have to do better than t-”

“Enough of your taunts, Torushima, It’s over!!” The gruff voice rang out, as he began to bring the end behind his body.

“DIE!! Midnight CUTTER!!”

As he swung his sword, crescent-shaped beams of black light went toward Torushima, and, in a misfire, right toward Miyamoto, who looked over in surprise, her eyes widened as it got closer, and closer to them... Her heartbeat quickened as fear filled her body, paralyzed her. Through the course of the battle, she saw what the attack could do… She could really die. And she didn’t want that, not here, not now...

It was only after this that she felt a strange feeling running through her body, as a red light flew out of her as she let out a resounding yell, the black crescent destroyed, and what remained of the light coming toward the two. Torushima looked over in the nick of time, jumping away, and escaping. However, the man with the blade was pierced all over, blood flying out of his body. The buildings around them were wrecked by the force. Though the light would recede, much of it stayed around Miyamoto’s body,

Junko’s abilities had activated- in response to the protomis the two released- and the injuries she’d gotten… However, after the battle was over, she began to drift away from her family, who grew a distaste for her… Having fully recognized her becoming a proto-human. She drifted away from her friends, as she began to become more violent. However, Yuutaro would come to her aid, Recruiting her into the Kaemerge. This continued- until, Yuutaro- having survived the battle, recruited her into the kaemerge…

Miyamoto snapped out of her thoughts, going to join Hyperion in his fight, as He swiped at Kazimir, the Russian jumped in the other direction. However, Miyamoto threw a right hook at him, hitting his cheek, and sending him flying. Though he soon stopped himself, Miyamoto soon threw yet another punch, which Kazimir blocked, only for Hyperion to begin rapid swipes at him with his blade. Try as Kazimir might, he found himself unable to stop the onslaught, gashes left on his body again, and again. However, he eventually gets out of range, only for Miyamoto to land a punch on him once again. This time, however, he keeps his feet on the ground, grabbing her fist, and throwing her away.

Elsewhere, Hyperion looked down upon his body, Jumping to the right to stand by Miyamoto, leaning down to her ear.

“Sorry about this- but I can't maintain my form in the human realm any longer.. I’ll have to return…”

“Now of all times?! Fine, I’ll just handle this myself.”

Soon, Hyperion’s form began to disappear, with red particles appearing where his body formerly was, in the very shape of his body. Some seconds after, beginning to disperse, as the particles disappeared with him, leaving an empty space, and leaving the two to face one another… By this point, both of them had taken their fair share of injuries, and the question now remained of how they’d finish their enemy off.

“That’s your reason for supporting them?! Are you ignorant about what they’ve done-- or are you ignoring it to make yourself feel better!!!”

“Shut it!!! Who are you to lecture me about who I support? Am I supposed to just accept the word of the enemy this easily?”

“One who has had everything ripped away from him by a conflict they created!!! And I'm nowhere near the only one!”

“I said… Shut up!!!!”

Now, Miyamoto aimed both her palms at him. Something soon followed by a red light flashing across them. The energy in her palms coalesced into a ball. She had finally decided she would end it in a single strike.

“AKUMA RAY!!!” She shouted.

As she invoked her words, a burst of demon energy streaked across the sky, coming toward Kazimir. Almost instantly, he opened his hand, with a field forming in front of him. And, though stopped for a moment, it burst right through, only a tad smaller than it was before, he was soon thrown off of the building, and, driven down onto the road, the ground under him breaking down, and losing its shape, as it soon turned into a crater, with him in the very center. Much of Kazimir’s clothes were torn, and injuries dotting his body, he still managed to get up, though his standing was unstable. Elsewhere, Miyamoto floated, huffing again and again.

“Finally- that stubborn bastard even managed to fight off me and Hyperion… It’s a good thing we didn’t let him get to full-”

Miyamoto stopped, as her eyes darted in Kazimir’s direction

“WHAT?!”

On the ground, The very same red light swirled around Kazimir once again… This time, however, there was much more. He began to ascend, keeping his eyes on Miyamoto all the while.

“It looks like I spoke too soon!!”

Miyamoto, unwilling to let him win, soon began to fire more pulses of energy at Kazimir. However, he weaved around them, getting closer, and closer as he did, He soon reeled his fist back.

“It’s a shame that such a cute girl had to be with the enemy. I'd prefer that not to be the case. But that doesn't mean I won't do what I need to!!”

“Cute?! After calling me a kid not too long ago!! I already have to deal with that from Valerie, I don't need it from you!! “

Kazimir(Thought): I’ll use my telekinesis to push myself forward- along with my strength, the increase in velocity will make my attack all the more effective.

Soon, he got closer, and closer, and, as he got close to his opponent, he invoked two words

“Esper’s Fist!”

He thrust his arm forward, throwing a shot at her stomach, her eyes widened as it made impact, her torso folding over his fist, as she coughed, launching blood from her mouth, before she was sent flying, with the force of the strike ripping apart the buildings behind her. Miyamoto skidded on the ground for quite a bit, though she would eventually fall back, landing on the ground. Following this, Kazimir made his way back down, lying upon the road, Breathing heavily as well. Eventually, he lifted himself, slowly, and deliberately, making his way to Miyamoto. Looking down upon her, as he took a seat there.

“I wasn’t kidding about you being cute, you knew…” He mumbled, before laying down once more.

“Even though I’ve won- it seems that we both used up our strength… Guess that means I won't be able to help out the others when the time comes… A foolish strategy, but the others will be able to handle themselves as I see it.”

Elsewhere, the others were indeed ready for their battles. In a verdant field, filled to the brim with trees and shrubbery, a stark contrast to the cityscape around them. Though the park was devoid of its normal chatter, the other sounds remained. The wind blew through the trees, the cicadas chirped, as did the birds. It wasn’t as if they recognized the battle that was about to start. In the path near the center of the park, there lied Gihren and Alarick. Staying silent, leaving only the sound of the leaves rustling, as they were blown off of their trees around them.

To Be Continued