Six Warriors

The Ultimate Four Fingers - (Ethan)

"That's not possible... how c-could I be defeated?" That was what one of the members of the Index Fingers, the second strongest rank of the Iron Fist Club, said after being defeated by Ethan. He had done some work, but he wasn't as strong as he thought he was.

Nearby were Miguel, Billy and Emma. They all also defeated members of the Index Finger. Paul and Pablo also helped, although they were badly injured. Arthur had also defeated one of those guys and then he kept screaming that this Iron Fist wasn't even that strong, that they were all weaklings. That guy named Mike was there too, though he said it wasn't much of a fight. Indira flew around there in circles. Ethan had told her to just hide somewhere, but the little creature refused. However, she proved quite useful as it ended up healing some of the wounds they'd suffered.

"You know what? Not bad, until you guys aren't as weak as we thought you'd be." Said a guy nearby. He was standing on a tree branch and watching Ethan and his friends. He wore an Iron Fist vest, his hair was weird, a ridiculous devilock, the around his eyes were very dark like he'd put some kind of makeup on his face. "You guys are taking more work than I thought, but if you ask me, you'll still regret getting involved in this fight."

"And who are you?" Arthur asked with an angry expression.

"This guy is dangerous" Mike replied with a serious expression, "this is none other than Jerry Graves, the Terror Bard, one of the strongest squad members of Iron Fist, the Middle Finger."

"That's it, part of our squad was defeated by Dark Shade, Katy Hillblack, but four of us is still enough to defeat you." He said another guy appearing from behind the trees. That guy wasn't an ordinary human being, he was a kind of lizard man, he had piercings all over his face and the middle crest of his head looked like a mohawk haircut.

"And this is Vuz Grotzzok" Mike said looking scared, "the Maniac Lizard"

"You seem to know what we're capable of, boy." Said a girl appearing there and leaning against a tree. She had short, white hair, matching her…cat ears? Yes, that girl had feline eyes, cat ears and even a tail and even though he was weird Ethan found the girl extremely attractive. She wore nothing more than what appeared to be a bikini top under her Iron Fist vest, wearing short shorts and pointy boots. He immediately took the comb out of his pocket and straightened his forelock, going over to the girl.

"The moment I saw you, cat girl, I knew our passion was going to put an end to this pointless fight," Ethan told the girl with a slight bow.

"E-Ethan, what are you doing?" Emma asked Ethan with some anger at her attitude, "don't underestimate her for her looks, this is Carla Felicia. She's known as Carla of the Rippers Metal Claws."

"She actually ripped my heart out as soon as I saw her beauty", Ethan quipped, but with a s******c smile the girl named Carla moved her hands in an attack that Ethan barely dodged, yet the boy staggered and fell to the ground at the feet of another personality...

"He's not really ugly, you know," Said the personality owner of those feet that Ethan fell near, another girl, "I might find some use for him as well." She had a whip with her and constantly cracked the whip in an attempt to intimidate. She had bleached 80's rocker hair and also wore heavy makeup. Her Iron Fist vest was black leather with red accents. She wore a lip piercing and also using a very dark type of lipstick. It looked black in that wood not so well lit.

Ethan grimaced in fear and backed away from the girl still on the ground. He wondered what kind of personality this girl had and Ethan wasn't at all keen to find out what uses this girl was thinking of.

"See, Pat? You're too sinister even for this guy." The guy named Jerry Graves laughed.

"I like guys who fear me," she said liicking her lips, to which Ethan noticed her tongue was also pierced.

"Patricia Marie", Mike said, looking at the girl, "known as the Flaming Whip."

Patricia snapped the whip at Mike, who narrowly dodged the blow.

"Hey, I don't like my name being mentioned, dude. For all intents and purposes, my name is Pat Hex. That's the way you must call me, but of course, you guys can call me by my sinister nickname, Flaming Whip."

"I don't care who you clowns are," Arthur said aggressively, "are we going to fight or not? Hope you're a little stronger than those Index Fingers, or whatever a ridiculous name that squad of weaklings had."

"You talk a lot, for someone who looks so weak", Jerry Graves said, jumping down from the tree to the ground, "I would be scared, knowing what our Iron Lord was able to do with Dark Shade... now I imagine that Phantom Lord's little leader boy is in serious trouble, if I may, I bet the Iron Lord will crush him like a cockroach."

"I wouldn't underestimate Fenrir that way," Arthur said seriously, but Ethan was really worried about his friend.

"Arthur, we take care of these clowns here," Ethan said confidently, rising from the ground, "you'll see how Fenrir is doing."

"What?!" Arthur seemed to protest, "that guy called me a weak, I wanted to take him down" growled the boy, looking at the Terror Bard, Jerry Graves.

"Think in your head, man," Ethan grinned at him, "who's worth in this club? Some i***t with a ridiculous haircut, or the mighty Iron Lord Gartham?"

Arthur seemed to ponder that information and then nodded, he would run to where Fenrir was, but the lizard man stepped forward.

"Do you think we're going to let you get away with that?" But an attack of water heading his way made him get out of Arthur's way.

"Your opponent, you disgusting reptile, will be me!" Miguel challenged him.

"Now things are getting interesting!" Snapped the whip Pat Hex, "hey, cute boy, you're gonna be my opponent, right?"

"No, Pat!" yelled Jerry Graves, "this guy is going to fight me! How dare he talk about my haircut? Hey, you i***t, your pompadour is way more ridiculous than anything! Well, never mind, let's just beat them all in one fell swoop turn!"

"Oh Jerry, are you really going to use that magic?" Smiled the cat-girl whose name was Carla, "that won't be fun, they won't stand a chance."

"We won't get a chance, huh?" Paul asked, as if challenging the girl, "I know you are formidable warriors, you are very feared in this academy, but you have demoralized our great leader, Odaiv, and that is unforgiving! Pablo, let's finish them off!"

"Yes!" Pablo agreed. Paul and Pablo concentrated their magical powers in their hands and then advanced on Carla, which caused Mike to yell at them:

"Wait, don't do this, you won't stand a chance against her."

"CAT CUTS!!" Yelled Carla before advancing with her claws. Paul and Pablo were just thrown away by that one cute little girl attack, they were both defeated with a single, simple blow.

"It's time to get this over with and go drink some Bluban liqueur at our headquarters," said Jerry Graves, "behold, behold why I'm called the Terror Bard!" Graves began to create a kind of magic and before long he had summoned a kind of musical instrument of colored light in an neon orangeed. The instrument looked like a mix of lute and electric guitar.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Miguel asked, "Are you going to play heavy metal as the soundtrack to our fight?"

"It's much more than that" said Pat Hex, with a smirk "Jerry knows a very useful and powerful bardic magic called 'Dread Rhapsody'. This magic is able to instill a supernatural fear in enemies, causing them terrible and various effects. The more fearful the target, the more horror the magic will cause, it is sinister and no one is able to escape the magic, because we all have fears and the song meets the deepest fears of our soul."

"No need to explain to them, Pat" Jerry said, "they're going to feel the effects of the magic right now. Behold! DREAD RHAPSODY!!"

Gusts of light came out of that colorful instrument as Graves began aggressively strumming the magical, luminous strings of that thing, the light streaked toward Ethan and his friends, and then terrible instrumental music began creeping through his ears.

At that moment, then the figure of Jerry Graves began to change. Ethan knew it wasn't real, but still it was no less terrifying, he now looked like a gigantic zombie demon laughing with his instrument, the woods seemed to become a hellish graveyard and sinister and darkness surrounded everything with that sinister sound of a sick musical. Ethan and his friends knelt on the ground, he wanted to run away, to go as far as he could, but the only movement his legs made was to kneel in fear. The other three members of Middle Finger were getting closer, they weren't regular students anymore, but they were menacing things. The lizard boy, Vuz, looked like some kind of t-rex with dragon wings, cat-girl Carla was a six-legged, two-headed tiger. The images were distorted, so Ethan knew they weren't real, they felt like hallucinations or a dream, yet Ethan's body didn't react. The boy began to feel nauseous and nauseous, his head began to throb.

"On your knees, just the way I like it," said that Pat Hex girl, when Ethan looked at her his image distorted into what appeared to be some kind of... demonic woman, a kind of infernal dominatrix that made the young man shiver. "It's over, dude," she said, readying her whip, while Jerry, who now looked like a zombie demon, laughed in ecstasy and all of Ethan's friends and allies were on the ground, screaming in terror.

At that moment, Indira appeared flying there and she was the only sight in that place that didn't look terrible, it was just the good old fluffy creature flying up to where the boy was, trying to help him while shouting in her squeaky little voice the words that Ethan didn't understood.

"But what the hell?..." Pat asked, confused, seeing the sadhvi creature, "what the hell is this creature? Never mind, just get out of here, I hate cute little animals." And then the girl lashed out at Indira with a whiplash, which made the little creature shriek in pain and fall to the ground… Pat Hex laughed.

Ethan frowned and gritted his teeth. Suddenly, from within his heart, a new kind of feeling arose... it was... something new but very powerful, a lion seemed to roar in his ears and that roar was much louder than Jerry's horrible rhapsody. Serious. He seemed to roar: COURAGE. The chosen one knew, that was a call from their predecessors, the old Six Warriors bearing the crystal of light, that was a new power, an ability unlocked in a time of need... it was some kind of... unlimited courage... .an immunity to supernatural fear. Yes, Ethan still have fear, like all living creatures, after all, fear was a survival instinct, but fear instilled through magic, supernatural and magical fear, to this one, Ethan seemed to be immune.

It was when Pat tried to strike him with a kick that Ethan defended that the four members of the Middle Finger Squad seemed to widen their eyes in disbelief. How? He must have been frozen with fear! Ethan rose with dignity, in his gaze there seemed to be the fury of a great cat. Pat took two steps back in trepidation.

"What the hell is happening?" Pat asked, frowning, "this shouldn't be happening."

Ethan didn't say anything, just walked over to Indira, who was whimpering in pain on the floor.

"Hey little buddy, are you alright?" the boy asked. Indira looked at him and gave him a weak smile, showing that it was all just a scare and a little pain, "hey, that's why I told you to hide, right?"

"Okay, you seem to be resisting Jerry's magic pretty well, but that's not all!" Said Pat Hex, "Take this! BLASTS OF INFERNAL FLAMES!" Pat's whip began to burn in flames and the girl began to attack Ethan with several bursts of fire. With courage, Ethan was dodging most of the blows, although some still grazed them.

"What's going on? This guy shouldn't be moving like that!" Jerry said angrily, "Whatever, just take this!" Then he started to play more aggressively, the light from the colored instrument shone brighter, the sound of the terrible music got louder and his friends screamed louder now. "Finish him once and for all, Pat!"

"INFERNAL TWISTED FLAMES!!" Pat roared, attacking Ethan once more, this time in a different configuration, his whip trying to ensnare Ethan and suffocate him in the midst of that flaming leather.

"SPARKLING WALL!!!" Ethan roared, summoning with his power the magic that created a semi-transparent illuminated protective shield in front of him. The blows with the flaming whip ricocheted off that glowing wall and didn't even hit Ethan, glittering sparks came out of that clash of powers. That luminosity somehow supplanted that which came from Jerry's colorful instrument, ending his Dread Rhapsody, Ethan's companions came out of their terror trance, but remained on the ground for some time, still confused and with their minds shaken.

"Go, my little friend," Ethan said to Indira and she nodded and flew out of his arms, "go, for now the battle begins."

"Enough of this mummering!" growled the lizard boy named Vuz, "whoever you are, or whatever you've done to get rid of Jerry's magic, I'm going to finish you right here and now!" The lizard created sinister spines/claws on its forearm and they dripped a mysterious greenish viscous material. Vuz would advance, but once again, he was stopped by a water attack.

"I told you, ugly," said Miguel, starting to rise, still looking dazed, but increasingly recovering, "your opponent will be me!"

"What the hell is happening?" Jerry Graves shouted angrily, "Why doesn't my magic work?! That's impossible!"

"Give up on that crap, Graves!" spat Vuz, "this crap won't work anymore. Let's do it the traditional way."

"It's something related to that little guy" Carla pointed at Ethan, "the little guy has some ability that nullifies Jerry's magic." She gave a smile, "That's really interesting, little guy."

"That's why I have to finish this guy off." Jerry growled, "hey man, you pissed me off twice already. It's time for me to teach you a lesson."