Something Wicked This Way Comes [INV/ Tunic - Kronos]

If there was ever a moment where Kronos had moved faster, then he couldn't remember.

Initially, the alert from Johnathan's bug only prompted a fit of annoyance from the Saiyan, concluding that the goons he'd beat up alongside Onoma had somehow placed a tracker on him. But just as he was about to destroy the miniature device, he paid better attention to the message it was actually displaying. It was a warning, it was a trouble, it was...Tunic.

Within seconds, things slid into place in his head. This device was slipped unto him--maybe by her maids, maybe by Johnathan--just in case Tunic ever got hurt! Kronos knew they were fond of his destructive antics, so if they were calling him of all people...

The Tuffle didn't dare hesitate to think of the consequences, barely grabbing their sword before taking off like a rocket towards her estate. He'd been building a lot of stuff since they'd last met--a suit, more weapons, a small gift for Johnathan of all things--but it didn't matter. For the first time in a long time, Kronos's gadgets were the furthest thing from their mind: hell, he was barely even thinking about Tunic. The image flashing through his mind while he tore through the sky was the visage of their parents. All he could see were their faces, bittersweet reminders of the people he wanted to protect most.

This was it, wasn't it? He'd gotten into all sorts of dangerous situations. Most were with civilians that he cared about plenty, a few even with friends. But Tunic? If she got hurt--if she got killed--

--what the hell was everything he'd ever done for?

As he finally began to arrive in the mansion's proximity, he felt something utterly horrifying: instead of detecting about five or so different auras, Kronos felt what must have been dozens different power levels, all with a horrible, pink and black mist seeping out of her mansion--

"NOOOOOOOO!"

In one moment, the sky stood still, untouched by nothing but an impassioned yell; in the next, a massive, humanoid-ish shadow was cast across the mansion and beyond it, stretching a few dozen feet in each direction; only a moment later still, a beastly roar pierced across the entire estate as a massive, blood-eyed monster crashed unto the field, wielding a silver longsword with size to match and bearing four utterly massive, clawed, robotic tentacles, all pointed at the cultists below them! Without the slightest hesiatation, the Great Ape charged at Komashitu's enforcers, using it's mighty tail and sword to bat away those trying to siege the Baskerville estate!

The sounds of conflict around Komashitsu and Kimono's struggled mind did nothing to quell the deep thought fight for dominance. On one end, the desire to complete the mission by the analytical demonic ancestor drove her eyes to stare into the soul of the one known to them as Tunic with the intentions of capturing her alive. On the other end, hung deep inside of the human's husk remained what little of Kimono existed still in the body. The fraction of her spirit and consciousness that was forever attached to the spark of creation in her genetic structure, that which caused the curse to activate in general. This fraction, in all of it's limited consciousness, strived for the utter destruction of that large mutation of alien kind. It wanted nothing but the utmost chaos of obliteration.
With a thick, vibrant hiss as more mist bellowed from between her teeth, Komashitsu's body thrusted itself off of the mansion wall and into the ground causing small brushes of fire to follow every footfall into the little moss and grass available. Her spiritual expulsion of horrific, disgusting energy would plague anyone capable of feeling it. The very essence of her primordial nature all exposed for everyone to see. 

"T... T-Tunic" The voice of the woman, shifting between octaves and tones as Komashitsu and Kimono's voices both showed their faces through the speech, would cry out. "T-T-T-Tunic". As the voice repeated the phrase, neck twisting and contorting in disfiguring ways, the snacks and cracks of bone and flesh amplifying the panic in the last few cultists to remain, causing a complete route of her remaining soldiers. Koma did not care about their loyalty at this point, nor did what remained of Kimono. All it had now, was the taste for blood in their mouth.
With one humanoid hand raised to her side, the demon would seemingly grip down onto the very fabric of reality itself, before tearing downward to form a portal into the unknown abyss of the demon realm. Swirling cosmic fractals and eldritch figures flitted forward and past the frame of the doorway, until finally they began to emerge. A dozen large skeletal humanoid figures rose from the portal. Their eye sockets pouring out Hutong Mist, and their clacking and chittering of bone in inhuman flexes of non-existent muscle displayed their eagerness for combat. "G-Go my pretties. Kill them all."

With her forces renewed, and her hatred surmounted a further bound of evil, the body of the demonic spider would flash away, teleporting multiple dozens of feet into the air above Kronos and Tunic's very position upside down. Looming down over the pair with her glowing, monstrous figure, all that was properly visible so high up was the outline of the pink hourglass on her abdomen. The sky would become plagued with the thick incense of Hutong Mist covering the cloud layer above it and shielding everything but the light of the moon through her cosmic miasma. Her body becoming surrounded by intense magical circles of bright pink color. The symbology inside the summoning circles swirled and formed in on themselves, growing in size before dissipating as the spell was complete. Finally, appearing in the sky above them pointed directly down at the two, was a massive orbital cannon barrel appearing from a substantially large magical gate in the clouds. It's barrel filling with some of the nearby Hutong Mist, before finally radiating glaringly hot energy, and firing the magical blast towards the courtyard and potentially into either Kronos or Tunic, whichever failed to evade the attack.

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As Yukata watched this all go down with even more fervor and contempt, her hand rose to her brow to rub at her head-ached mind more and more. This was not the scene that she had hoped to see, much less was this the way she wished to find out, but here lie her sister's very form and figure, just as she wanted. Except, what she finds instead is some horrifying ancient spider demon from hell causing mayham against the upper class. While Yukata had to agree with the sentiment of destroy the rich, this was just a bit too violent for her blood. 
Rocketing from the tree at supersonic speeds towards the pair as they lay at the courtyard below, stopping short of Tunic and Kronos themselves to announce and offer her support. Her hard-to-see figure becoming visible in the darkness of the night. The vampire, dressed like a city girl going to a party, flashed her fangs for but a moment as she spoke.
"Hey! I saw all the commotion going on over here, figured I could stop by and give you guys some help." She'd statem pointing up into the sky at the now preparing Kimono/Komashitsu's growing well of power. "Whatever she's about to do isn't going to be pretty, so I recomm- Oh shit yeah here it comes, good luck." She'd finished her statement as the glow of the barrel became redhot in the sky, the pinkish blast falling to the Earth with seismic glory. Yukata would evade through a skillfully placed jump into the air, launching herself upwards and towards Kimono's body, impacting the spider demon with a harsh and sickening thud. 
"Sis, I don't know what the hell has gotten into you, but you need to stop. NOW." She'd attempt to reach, before feeling the hot warmth of blood as Komashitsu's control waivered in, the neck of the demon leaning forward and biting down on Yukata's gripping hand. "Ah- You know what? Fuck it, if that's how you want to play it..." She'd go, before biting down into the neck of Kimono and watching as no blood left the wound, but rather high pressure Hutong spraying out like gas from a pressurized hose. It's taste terrible, and strength unbearable, the girl had to let go and begin her descent back to the ground while sputtering from the disgusting texture and flavor of the bite. "Kami be damned what the hell did you eat?"

Even for a natural multi-tasker like Kronos, the sheer chaos unfolding around them was a lot to take in. The otherwordly hissing coming from the spider's mouth would've been enough to spook her before it started to whisper Tunic's name, and a small glance her way revealed that the soldiers he'd faced were a fraction of her usual army. How many guys did she have in store? How much more powerful was she going to get? Why the hell was Tunic so seemingly ready for this?

Though he couldn't exactly be calm as a Great Ape, Kronos was remarkably still while listening to Tunic, using their robotic arms to make up for a lack of direct action. Remarkably, Kronos was too stressed out to laugh at her joke, instead growling furiously at Tunic's insistence on fighting. It was the exact type of thing he'd do in her situation, which was why the Tuffle hated it so much: he tended to lose. Even if he knew for certain she'd survive, they loathed the idea of her getting hurt while he could help it--and he didn't know for certain--but here? With an internal sigh, he prepared to toss Tunic like a mango, but was interrupted by the furious winds shooting out of her trident!

'Wait, she can do that?'
'Holy shit, that attack was really damn powerful--'
'WHY IS TUNIC FLYING?!'

The sudden burst of surprise from Tunic, as well as the leap from the great beast before her, Komashitsu was taken aback by the demonstration of pure might by the two. She didn't have time to stop her spell as steel herself for the incoming prongs before the piercing sensation felt against her abdomen was evident. The puncture wasn't severe, the mist gripping down on the trident as it's bladed tips entered her flesh by an inch and a couple millimeters, the wound pulsating with a mixture of glowing pink blood and hissing gas as the hutong forced the weapon from her body and attempted to quickly seal the wound, forcing a clot. Following this onslaught, the mist emitting from Yukata came barreling towards her, striking against Komashitsu's own hutong barrier that covered the flesh of Kimono's body, causing the very energy around her to begin to freak out and dissipate in extreme volume uncovering the girl of her magical protection and leaving her as defenseless as any standard human Earthling. This would have been fine, pushing away from Tunic with an evil disgust on her face, only to look up at the incoming shadow covering her, and the creature creating said shadow.

"F-fuck..." She would curse, channeling her energy into her final resort, closing her eyes and seeming to blip from existence before the two immediately. The teleportation, instantaneous and using all of the remaining Hutong power she had codified inside of her body, the woman would reappear on the ground a couple meters away from the duo. Her power was waning, evident by the spider-like limbs across her form flickering like a dying light bulb, the very air around her thinning and returning to relative normality. The sigils dissipated across the courtyard, with many of the miasmatic borne figures turning to dust in the wind with the loss of her accumulated magical energy. All she could do is feel her body thud against the ground, mostly defenseless and cursing heavily under her breath as the cold of the air finally struck her skin for the first time since her arrival to the mortal realm. Unnatural sensations she disliked heavily. "What happened... to me..."

The voice in her head spoke up, the call of the ancient deity sharing the body with Kimono's remains, what little of her subconscious clicked behind Komashitsu and offered her mortal advice. The wisdom of the tactician ever strong even at the inherent loss of her soul to Meara Sealgai. 'You overplayed your hand. You aren't in the demon realm anymore witch' the voice of Kimono spoke to Koma, the eyes of the woman widening at the realization of what was happening. 'You misunderstood how much this body can take. How many fronts you can fight at once. You're not a one woman army, you're a scared defenseless girl who's lashing out. It's no surprise you lost to IT and the young girl with the spear. This body wasn't trained in magical arts like the rest of the family, she was a combat specialist. Her Mana stores are extremely limited, her outbursts are extremely short for as violent as they get. Like a short candle, she burns out fast, and when she does it's a very hard recovery.' Hearing the words in her mind, Koma couldn't come to terms with this. 'WHY? Why would someone from a clan like the Lamellars NOT be trained in mystical arts? Why would someone with so much potential not strengthen her magical capacity. She could have been a witch of unnaturally high renown, but her battery discharges in what seems like seconds. It's not fair...' Only after this inner dialogue, did the woman finally decide to act.

Koma's lips curled to a smile across her face, the woman in the tattered sweater and skirt, lying chest down on the dirt looked directly up at Tunic, Yukata, and Kronos with a sickening grin. Her eyes showing a mixture of desperation and hatred, greed and envy of the power displayed by the duo alone. Being bested by a descendant of her own, some teenager with a mystical weapon, and an odd functionary of a saiyan was nothing to scoff at, and she had every intention on coming out the victor of this fight. "So be it then." As she pushed herself up into a sit, the nubs of her knees supporting her upper half as she leans her neck back relaxed, finally giving into the desperation of the fight. "I might be out of my mana, but that doesn't mean I'm out of options... After all, Kimmy here was a soldier." With this statement, a lightning flash of her hand to her rear waistband of her skirt would suddenly produce the visage of a large caliber handgun. The metal engraved deeply with runes and various sigils and symbology put there by Kimono during her exile from the rest of humankind. It's ammunition began to glow in the chamber as she pulled the trigger. The hammer hit the firing pin, suddenly resulting in an extremely bright, and exceptionally powerful percussive blast of enhanced magical energy. Concealed and hyperconcentrated Hutong mist loaded into the powder charge of her bullet propelled the shrunken down pellets until the exiting the barrel of the handgun, reverting back to softball sized projectiles pointed directly at Kronos himself! The rounds burned through the air at supersonic speeds, the sheer compressive sound of the gunshot causing a shockwave that knocked Komashitsu over onto her back, her final desperate attack being the last remaining option she had to try and make it out of this in one piece.

Not even waiting for the response to the attack, Koma would just land on her back against the ground, staring up into the sky as her fog separated and dissipated in the air revealing the bright moon and stars once more. She knew she couldn't have taken all three of them down, and most certainly one or two would try something in return, but she could only lay back and accept her loss. She overplayed herself something bad, and now she reaped her benefits.

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Yukata watched in awe as her hit struck true on her target, listening to Kronos' demands and speech, nodding along as he went on. She understood his concern, and while the odds were extremely uncomfortable indeed, she had no intention on siding with or helping Komashitsu here. She was just as much a warrior fighting for the good fight, keeping back the forces of evil trying to harm her only chance at continued tracking of Kimono. it wouldn't be a surprise if Koma got away after this, and if that became the case, she had every intention of continuing to look for her day after day. Tunic had to both survive and be within easy access of Yukata by the end of this. That was her goal. "Yes sir, you lead the way, and I'll do as I'm told." She would say playfully to Kronos with a fake, childish salute, dodging to the side as one of the many beasts attempting to strike at her from behind. She began to get into a simple fight with the Yokai, only to see the creature turn to dust before her, turning back to see what she had missed... And boy was it a surprise.

Koma had been stabbed through the stomach by Tunic, something Yukata was amazed was even possible. The mist around a Lamellar's body protected them from virtually everything, getting through it was an accomplishment for sure. Seeing it reform around the wound and throw back Tunic and Koma from each other was no surprise, but with the dissipation of the weakened mist, the sudden mortality of Koma became not only available, but open for attacks, and something Yukata planned to take advantage of... until she saw what came next.

"WAIT NO-" She would scream out as she saw the pistol get drawn from behind Komashitsu, its barrel pointed at the attacking Kronos. She knew how strong those magically entuned weapons could be, and considering the mage who put together the weapon was Kim herself; it was certain to be extremely condensed Hutong Mist. "DAMN IT, GET OUT OF THE WAY!" She would continue to yell at Kronos as the gun was fired off, hoping the man would take her advice. There was no way of knowing just how destructive the hit would be from her gun and considering the damage she already has been causing it would probably be enough to cause major damage to Kronos even in his Oozaru form.

As the round would make its impact, Yukata struck hard and fast. Rushing Komashitsu with her fingers held aloft, the bladed tips of her nails like knives to her flesh dug into Koma's flesh and drew the faintest hint of blood as she hissed in the demon's face. Yukata's vampiric teeth visible and ready to bite if the demon so much as moved. "Why? Why in the world would you attack here of all places. What the hell is your problem?" She would say, before getting serious and turning to the others to check on them, and then looking back at Koma. "Surrender now or face your peril. I can't guarantee what they might do to you but I might let you go if you shut up and drop the fight. NOW."

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