Epsilon Vs Pallu Project

In a small town just east of a major docking city, Pallu had found his resting spot. It seemed quiet, nobody seemed to care that he existed. Maybe word hadn't gotten as far as he had thought. He even bought a coffee with out any hassle. This was turning out to be a good day for him. "What is this!?" He choked on a sip of hot coffee as he noticed a wall of wanted posters. His face on one of them. Quickly he ran over and scribbled on it so his face was blocked out. Then out of the corner of his eye he noticed the woman from before. Looking for a name he found none, but she was worth more dead than he was alive, and this made him steam with jealousy. An odd thing to be jealous over but he was.

"Stupid girl, why did you let me live!?" a mutter under his breath and a sigh later everything became apparent. There were bounty hunters now. Glory seekers, those who would kill him for money and boast about it for the next month or so. The thought sickened him. "Stupid people.. I will crush them if they dare ruin my fun." his tiny pupils shot over the faces of everyone around him, and he slowly began to walk again, no longer interested in the coffee. His mind was a blur of thoughts and scenarios. Who would make the first move, what could he do to stop it, what if they were like the other too, you need to keep calm, what if they all were after him. His mind raced and his face went red with worry. He had to leave this land. So he continued to walk until was out of town, he wandered down the highway towards the docking towns, there he could get a boat to the other continent.

Down the road he noticed a man that stood as if waiting for someone, something clicked in his head and Pallu was driven mad. "Stop! FOLLOWING ME!!" he roared, the ground shaking and the cement cracking. His breathing was coarse and his eyes filled with the same insanity and hatred that had seen the eyes of the other two. "I am sick of this.. I will kill EVERYBODY!"

The man seemed to try and play as if he didn't notice him, this made him furious. Did he think Pallu was an idiot? "DIE!" screamed the insane man before he had to dodge past a beam of energy His hand seemed to grasp the sound of it whistling by him before he spun to add momentum and screamed to add more power, releasing it directly at the boy. Even children were challenging him now. "I've learned things, and I found a new toy to make me stronger! You will not beat me!" The man seemed entirely out of his mind. There was no reason to freak out, but he was. The ground shook with every word and in his hands, whirling balls of sound were forming Clashing them together he fired a beam of sound in the boys direction.

A trusty strum of the guitar was played as it was flung from his back and into his hands. Turning on his little amp he smiled wide. "The sound is so much more fluid then I had first thought.. you will see. Sound is LIMITLESS. Fear the power of music!" Again the ground shook as he spoke then he strummed down hard on the bass guitar causing the windows in the area to shatter. The cement began to brake. "Think of everything these people are losing.. and it is all because you will not leave me alone! YOU ARE NO HERO!"  Roaring with hatred the man went totally quiet then smiled that of an imp and giggled as he reached into his side bag.

Out from the bag he pulled a grenade, and his finger lopped into the ring with a "Oops!" It was pulled, his hand still holding down the trigger. "Imagine what I could do with the boom of this little honey? BANG no more YOU!" From where he stood he was overly happy to see the waves his voice was causing. It gave him an idea. Dropping the grenade he jumped into an alley. When it went off the whole side of a building had been obliterated. The sound was not aimed in the direction of the boy. But now the mad man was on the run for the docks.

Smoke curled around the fleeing psychopath which caused panic. He looked around and screamed using sound to push everything away from him. Then he saw the orbs. The first explosion blew him back, then there were hundreds of others that seemed to level the area. Some hero this kid was, destroying everything.  That was Pallu's job! He screamed as one ball almost fell on him and he launched himself towards the docks. Chuckling, sound seemed to cushion him as he fell onto the wooden platform above the now busy ocean that Pallu had stirred up.

Watching the end of the destruction he looked at his shaking body, then felt a curl in his gut before he let out a disgusting display onto the wood in front of him created of blood and vomit. Then a wave of pain ran through his head. This boy was strange, he took a blast head on and was merely dizzy. This could not be good. Why were all these people finding him NOW!? "Go away.." He muttered, before his hand stroked the pendant. "Why did you die.. If you didn't die I wouldn't be running.." he spoke quietly, no projection then suddenly the green pendant began to glow and his eyes peered up at the boy. The sound of the ocean began to roar, and behind him a cyclone slowly arose like a pillar of death, so big that it sucked up and destroyed all the boats in the dock. The mans dreads were flinging in the water and wind before the dock below him was ripped away, and he remained floating there in a cylinder of sound where the world to him sounded hallow. "They will all die now. Because they wont leave us alone.." Pallu, was completely oblivous to the shards of glass that had impeded into his skin from the blast the boy created.

Pallu floated closer to land in his ball of sound, followed by the cone of watery doom. The outer world was a blur and the sounds were like he was in a pool. He barley made out the word 'This' as it was yelled at him. The elements were at this boys control, he could feel the chill in the air. This water, was beautiful, and he did not want it to stop. It was fueled by sound, and the sound it created was in turn used to fuel it. A perpetual motion machine made by basic physics. Wonderful. When the first shard of ice crashed against his sphere of sonic energy it jolted and slowed, it was chipped into snow which fell onto the lunatic causing him to chuckle. There were more and it didn't take an idiot to find that one out.

The sphere openned from behind and exploded like a sort of E.M.P. blast, but not electromagnetic, and made entirely of sound. It ended the assault of ice for now. Then the water fluctuated and molded with the sound that twirled it. The lunatics hand raised and he no longer wished to speak of parties or death. This was it, he had to end these folks. He sent it crashing downwards like a slinky down a flight of stairs, leaping right over Pallu and down towards Eric. With this the sphere was recreated and Pallu was well on his way to the east to flee. Who needed a boat when he had his own flying orb. It screamed across the ocean while he looked back at the diminishing cyclone use the last of its fury on the entire area. Though, the boy controlled the ice, it was more then likely he wasn't even harmed by it. Pallu could only think that he was now making chase. He felt it in his gut.

A cringing thought that was, feeling it in his gut. In fact he did. Lifting his bloodied shirt he saw a shard of glass sticking into his abdomen. The man panicked for a moment and looked around for his bag. He had dropped it.. and his guitar too. They were likely long since gone in the wreckage.. he would have to get new ones. But what to do about the wound.. pulling the glass out would make him bleed out, but keeping it in leaves it a chance to break inside of him and cause further damage. "What a bother.. when I get to the new continent I will have to hold up a hospital before that boy arrives." He muttered angrily. "What have I gotten myself into.. all these superheroes after me for what? Ugn... I need a costume."

An amusingly different look was plastered on the face of the mad man as he noticed his litting friend catch up. "No.. no no no. NO!" he growled, looking down at the glass sticking out of him. "No! Stupid boy! STUPID STUPID BOY!" His fist slammed against his leg and then suddenly the orb of sound shook and rattled. Slowing slightly, he realized he was just hit. The sound grew weaker, it was fueling itself now and it would get dangerous to attack back. These thoughts constantly rang a note in his head. He could only hope the boy would tell him to stop. He could use that sound to blow him back without harming his already damaged bubble.

One of the small populated islands around the other continent were growing closer. While Pallu's face grew paler. He looked back to see that the boy was still there. "Stupid boy.." he was growing weaker and so was the bubble. By the time he reached the shore the bubble had left and he was now hobbling as fast as he could throwing the screams of frightened people back at the boy lazily. "HOSPITAL!" he called out with a terror in his voice. "Hospi-..." The man stopped to cough up blood. Soon he was pointed in the right direction, and looking back at the boy he growled. Not enough time. The anger fed him adrenalin. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GO AWAY!!" he yelled, the sand moving away and the water parting as a ball of visible sound shot at him. This made Pallu dizzy, and again he stumbled away. It was live or die, and he was out of alternate options.

Pallu was now halfway through the beach filled with people, pushing and shoving his way past tourists and hometowners alike. He could see in the distance, someone had called an ambulance and it was coming. The people had become quiet but that didn't help his headache for he still heard the words "Thanks Nero." Which drove into him like a hammer. Turning around to face the boy he saw a weird hand movement, and then he felt squished. The glass broke into many peices inside of him, the pain of crushing and rending made him cry out in pain and tears. Blood splattered against the transparent walls frome where Pallu coughed it up, and from where it leaked from his stomach.

Using the pendant he stole from another who wouldn't be needing it anymore he attempted to force the walls apart, his muscles bulged in ways that were impossible if not for the pendant, but no use. His mind went boggled as he began to slip away, thinking of the time it happened. When he decided that the world didn't deserve itself. His pupils shrunk in memory, then rolled back.

The parametics arrived on scene quickly, yelling. "What is this! We need to get him out of here! Get the boy on a stretcher and find away to move these... who stuck him like this!?" One small boy pointed at Eric who was laying on the sand. So now they had Eric, on a stretcher on the way to an ER. Close behind him in another vehicle was a more deadly case, Pallu. The entire way they removed glass and tried to stop the bleeding but there wasn't much they could do. Blurried he saw men in white huddled over him while then worked at his stomach, being careful of his ribs and arm. Both were severly broken.

Inside the hospital, they were placed in seperate rooms. All their personal belongings were stripped away and placed on a desk next to them. They were confident in Erics life and after being patched up and having his head examined they let him alone. Pallu went right to life support, and was being checked up to see if there could be anything done. "St-tupid boy." He whispered out, with a smile on his face.