Before I get started on the story, let me note a few things. First, the main character of this is Gene from GOD HAND. Yes, I have the habit of typing the name of the game in all caps every time, and I'm not even going to try to kick it. Anyway, this story takes place after the game, so Gene is really strong and highly skilled. Anyone who's played the game knows that he mainly uses hand-to-hand fighting. It's been a little while since I last played the game, so I might get some of the move names wrong or mixed up. I apologize in advance. I decided to pop the game in to look up some of the move names, and I couldn't help but play a little. Damn it's fun. Second, this story DOES NOT take place in the MGE world. Third, the Dullahan won't be exactly as described in the profile, but she'll still be damn good-looking, and somewhat similar. Also, there's going to be spoilers for the game's story, for those that are concerned about such things.
By the way, at first, I didn't really like the Dullahan. The whole "detachable head" thing was a little to disturbing to me. After spending some time on MGU, I came to like the Dullahan more and more. Now, she's one of my favorites, and the "detachable head" issue no longer bothers me. I think the "change" started happening back when I went to the old MGU forums, but that's irrelevant.
Anyway, this is a multi-part oneshot. I don't intend for it to become long enough to go into the "Continuous Fics" section, but it still might.
Part 1
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Gene was sitting at the outdoor dining table of a small restaurant, sipping a smoothie. He was glad for a few reasons. First was that Olivia finally stopped chasing him around with that axe, trying to take back his arms. He lost his right arm back when he fought the "Three Stooges." He couldn't bother remembering their names, but the big guy held him down while the tall skinny bastard cut if off. At that time, he didn't know Olivia, but she was in danger of having that happen to her. He rushed in to save her, but found that his punches had no effect on the big dumb guy. Olivia got away, but he lost his arm. Some time after, Olivia game him the right arm God Hand. As he journeyed throughout the land, kicking ass, beating demons, and saving the occasional person from the demons who wanted to enslave them, he got stronger and more skilled. At the end, he had his final battle with Azel, the man who had the left arm God Hand, and for whatever reason had called himself the "Devil Hand." When Angra finally reawakened and tried to use Azel in some way, whatever that was, Azel tore off his left arm, his God Hand, and threw it at Gene, who absorbed it and became incredibly powerful. He then proceeded to put the smackdown on Angra, thoroughly kicking the demon's ass.
After he sent Angra packing, he rescued Olivia, who had been captured for some purpose he never asked about. He asked for a vacation, but she refused. A small bit of bickering later and she was chasing him with an axe, trying to cut off his God Hands and take them back. She either finally calmed down or ran out of energy, but she stopped. He took advantage of the opportunity to make a nuisance of himself until she agreed. He leaned back in his chair, savoring the drink and enjoying every last bit of his hard-earned vacation that he could, for he had a bad feeling that soon or later, something would interrupt. Just as he finished his smoothie, he heard shouting. Slowly getting up and sighing heavily, he looked to find a man trying to steal a woman's purse. The man looked very similar to the human forms the demons had. In other words, the guy looked like a thug with a neon green spiky mohawk and an overabundance of tattoos. He also had some kind of sleeveless leather jacket and studded leather bracers. He wore faded denim jeans that had several holes and a ridiculous amount of chains hanging out of the pockets, and biker boots.
"Hey, leave the lady alone, would ya?" he said, cracking his knuckles as he approached.
The thug let go of the woman and scoffed obnoxiously. "Well, well, if it isn't the God Hand himself. What's a goody two-shoes like you doing here?"
Gene shook his head. "I'm trying to enjoy my hard-earned vacation. The vacation that you're ruining right now!"
"You think I care? If you want some, bring it! I'll show everyone that you're not really all that." The thug raised his fists. His stance was better than most of the other thugs', but it was still shoddy. As he approached, Gene saw so many openings that he couldn't bother to count them past the double-digits.
"Another day, another ass to kick..." he said, shrugging and shaking his head in a weary manner as he assumed his stance. The thug rushed him with a wild right hook, but Gene ducked under it. He bobbed and weaved as he effortlessly dodged the following left cross, right straight, left jab, and right haymaker. He did a handspring backflip to dodge the thug's snap kick, which was aimed at his shin. After seeing that the thug was nothing special, he dropped his stance, stepped forward, and pointed. "Time for a little fun!"
This angered the thug to the point of him going completely red-faced, with steam coming out of his ears, a steam whistle sound being heard as this happened. Gene was unfazed, though, as he had seen this countless times. As the thug ran in with another right straight, Gene did a Hand-plant Kick, which knocked the thug a few feet into the air, then he did a nicely timed High Side Kick, which sent the thug flying a hundred or so feet down the street, right into a streetlamp pole.
The thug transformed into a demon. It was the kind that was fond of doing a flying buzzsaw-like attack, which often ended up with them killing themselves by jumping into certain things such as bodies of water. For whatever reason, these demons couldn't swim. Before he could do anything, though, Gene taunted him again, this time by patting his bicep and giving a "Ha ha!" The demon dashed repeatedly, putting himself well within range to hit Gene with his flying buzzsaw-like attack. Unfortunately for him, Gene was faster.
Gene rushed forward with great speed, hitting the demon with a Chin Music, Punch Rush, Sugar Gene Combo, Elbow Spin that left it dazed. He then positioned himself so that the demon was between him and the nearby brick wall, and began pummeling him with his fists. Punching so fast so many times that nobody could keep up, he had done major damage to the demon. The final punch of his pummeling sent the demon flying into the wall. Before it could fall forward, Gene began repeatedly using High Side Kick (dodge-cancelled, of course) to bounce the poor demon off the wall again and again and again. Near death, the demon took advantage of a flaw in Gene's timing and rolled away.
As he regained his bearings, he noticed that Gene was standing with his feet spread somewhat wide, his right arm cocked back. He tried to rush in for revenge, but was sent into the stratosphere with a Dragon Kick, never to return.
"Heh, didn't even have to unleash the God Hands." Quite happy with the result of his one-sided fight, Gene turned around to head back to the restaurant, but stopped. To his dread, Olivia was standing there with a sly smile on her face.
"Having fun, I see. This doesn't seem too different from the usual, so tell me, what's the difference between 'normal' and this 'vacation'?"
Gene decided to reply with a snark. "Normally, I do this to shut you up with your nagging. There's also the fact that you leave me no choice... Anyway, I stopped a purse-snatcher-"
"I saw the whole thing. Having both God Hands makes you nearly invincible, doesn't it? How does it feel to know that nobody can beat you?"
"It'd feel better if I wasn't forced into fighting bad guys by threat of having my arms cut off."
Olivia produced said axe, reaching around behind her back and pulling it out of nowhere, as if she had it stored in Hammerspace.
"Where did-"
"Unfortunately, I'll have to cut your vacation short. There's bad guys after both of us, and they seem to be trying to redo what the Four Devas did before. I say we take the fight to them before they can get too organized."
"Do I have a choice?"
"Nope."
"Fine, let's go." Gene felt a mix of sadness, anger, depression, and exhaustion. He so badly wanted this vacation, and he only got to enjoy a few hours of rest before going back to beating up bad guys and pesky demons. He followed Olivia, shoulders drooping.
As Gene left with Olivia, a woman smiled approvingly. She had been watching from the shadows and was impressed with Gene and his skills. She mumbled to herself, "I like what I see, God Hand. How long will it take you, I wonder?"
After he sent Angra packing, he rescued Olivia, who had been captured for some purpose he never asked about. He asked for a vacation, but she refused. A small bit of bickering later and she was chasing him with an axe, trying to cut off his God Hands and take them back. She either finally calmed down or ran out of energy, but she stopped. He took advantage of the opportunity to make a nuisance of himself until she agreed. He leaned back in his chair, savoring the drink and enjoying every last bit of his hard-earned vacation that he could, for he had a bad feeling that soon or later, something would interrupt. Just as he finished his smoothie, he heard shouting. Slowly getting up and sighing heavily, he looked to find a man trying to steal a woman's purse. The man looked very similar to the human forms the demons had. In other words, the guy looked like a thug with a neon green spiky mohawk and an overabundance of tattoos. He also had some kind of sleeveless leather jacket and studded leather bracers. He wore faded denim jeans that had several holes and a ridiculous amount of chains hanging out of the pockets, and biker boots.
"Hey, leave the lady alone, would ya?" he said, cracking his knuckles as he approached.
The thug let go of the woman and scoffed obnoxiously. "Well, well, if it isn't the God Hand himself. What's a goody two-shoes like you doing here?"
Gene shook his head. "I'm trying to enjoy my hard-earned vacation. The vacation that you're ruining right now!"
"You think I care? If you want some, bring it! I'll show everyone that you're not really all that." The thug raised his fists. His stance was better than most of the other thugs', but it was still shoddy. As he approached, Gene saw so many openings that he couldn't bother to count them past the double-digits.
"Another day, another ass to kick..." he said, shrugging and shaking his head in a weary manner as he assumed his stance. The thug rushed him with a wild right hook, but Gene ducked under it. He bobbed and weaved as he effortlessly dodged the following left cross, right straight, left jab, and right haymaker. He did a handspring backflip to dodge the thug's snap kick, which was aimed at his shin. After seeing that the thug was nothing special, he dropped his stance, stepped forward, and pointed. "Time for a little fun!"
This angered the thug to the point of him going completely red-faced, with steam coming out of his ears, a steam whistle sound being heard as this happened. Gene was unfazed, though, as he had seen this countless times. As the thug ran in with another right straight, Gene did a Hand-plant Kick, which knocked the thug a few feet into the air, then he did a nicely timed High Side Kick, which sent the thug flying a hundred or so feet down the street, right into a streetlamp pole.
The thug transformed into a demon. It was the kind that was fond of doing a flying buzzsaw-like attack, which often ended up with them killing themselves by jumping into certain things such as bodies of water. For whatever reason, these demons couldn't swim. Before he could do anything, though, Gene taunted him again, this time by patting his bicep and giving a "Ha ha!" The demon dashed repeatedly, putting himself well within range to hit Gene with his flying buzzsaw-like attack. Unfortunately for him, Gene was faster.
Gene rushed forward with great speed, hitting the demon with a Chin Music, Punch Rush, Sugar Gene Combo, Elbow Spin that left it dazed. He then positioned himself so that the demon was between him and the nearby brick wall, and began pummeling him with his fists. Punching so fast so many times that nobody could keep up, he had done major damage to the demon. The final punch of his pummeling sent the demon flying into the wall. Before it could fall forward, Gene began repeatedly using High Side Kick (dodge-cancelled, of course) to bounce the poor demon off the wall again and again and again. Near death, the demon took advantage of a flaw in Gene's timing and rolled away.
As he regained his bearings, he noticed that Gene was standing with his feet spread somewhat wide, his right arm cocked back. He tried to rush in for revenge, but was sent into the stratosphere with a Dragon Kick, never to return.
"Heh, didn't even have to unleash the God Hands." Quite happy with the result of his one-sided fight, Gene turned around to head back to the restaurant, but stopped. To his dread, Olivia was standing there with a sly smile on her face.
"Having fun, I see. This doesn't seem too different from the usual, so tell me, what's the difference between 'normal' and this 'vacation'?"
Gene decided to reply with a snark. "Normally, I do this to shut you up with your nagging. There's also the fact that you leave me no choice... Anyway, I stopped a purse-snatcher-"
"I saw the whole thing. Having both God Hands makes you nearly invincible, doesn't it? How does it feel to know that nobody can beat you?"
"It'd feel better if I wasn't forced into fighting bad guys by threat of having my arms cut off."
Olivia produced said axe, reaching around behind her back and pulling it out of nowhere, as if she had it stored in Hammerspace.
"Where did-"
"Unfortunately, I'll have to cut your vacation short. There's bad guys after both of us, and they seem to be trying to redo what the Four Devas did before. I say we take the fight to them before they can get too organized."
"Do I have a choice?"
"Nope."
"Fine, let's go." Gene felt a mix of sadness, anger, depression, and exhaustion. He so badly wanted this vacation, and he only got to enjoy a few hours of rest before going back to beating up bad guys and pesky demons. He followed Olivia, shoulders drooping.
As Gene left with Olivia, a woman smiled approvingly. She had been watching from the shadows and was impressed with Gene and his skills. She mumbled to herself, "I like what I see, God Hand. How long will it take you, I wonder?"
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Still frowning, Gene asked, "So where are we going, anyway?"
Olivia replied with her usual bossy tone. "I am going back to the hotel, where I'll be safe. You are going to storm the enemy base, fight your way through their forces, kick their boss's ass, and save the day."
With a heavy sigh, Gene grumbled, "Figures. You always just boss me around and-"
With an incredibly evil grin, she turned around and looked him in the eye. "You could always give back the God Hands, you know."
Knowing that it would involve Olivia using that axe of hers to cut his arms off, he decided to change the subject. "So who are they, where are they, why are they after us, and why do I need to give up my very much deserved vacation to deal with them?"
They arrived at the hotel. As they walked through the lobby and up the stairs, Olivia explained, "Well, they seem to be remnants of the fodder the Four Devas was so fond of putting in your path. The new leaders are some various demons and people that want the God Hands. They either want to enslave you, having you be their 'tool' to use for various things, or they want to take the God Hands from you so they can become that much more powerful."
"Any idea of what those 'various things' would be?"
"Considering the mix of people and demons, it'd be anything from using you as a political tool or a minion to a 'toy' to play with at night."
"You sure you're not one of them?"
Olivia brandished the axe, then continued, "As for where they are, I've got a map in our room. I'll show you their base, and the best way to get there. On why they're after us, like I said, there's a lot of different beings together in this, so there's about as many reasons as you can imagine. Some want us dead, some want to enslave us, some want to make us suffer, and some don't give a damn because they're only concerned with the God Hands." Olivia opened the door to their room and they both entered. She continued, "Finally, we need to be concerned because I don't like the idea of being killed, nor am I thrilled at the thought of being a slave. I doubt you like either of those options, so I'm sure you understand. Remember, I'm the last of my clan. We protected the God Hands all the way up until Azel slaughtered everyone, causing me to run away with the other God Hand, which you ended up with. We're stuck together unless you want to give them back, so just do it."
Gene thought to himself, "Aren't I already a slave?" He said, "Alright, fine. Show me the map and stuff."
Olivia beckoned him over to the desk. "This is a map of the city. Right here is our hotel, and right here is their base." She put one finger on the map where their hotel was and the same finger of her other hand on the spot where the enemy base was. "If you take this path, you should get there easily." She took one hand off the map, then drew a line with her finger in a strange, zig-zagging pattern that would have him running all over the city, throughout each and every alleyway and street.
"You're joking, right?"
"Personally, I think this way is best." She once again drew a line with her finger, this time it showing a straight, direct route to the base. "You'll bust in the front door, fight your way up to the boss's office, kick his ass, come back, and we'll move on to the next group of people and demons that are after the God Hands."
"Okay, so now that I know where we need to go, let me get this straight... You're using me as your personal warrior, sending me out to deal with trouble for the sole purpose of keeping yourself safe, right? Let me guess, the only reason you actually agreed to let me go on vacation here was because you knew about these guys."
Olivia swung the axe at him, which he dodged by a hair. He backed toward the door. "Uh, I'll just go take care of that stuff now..." He bolted out the door, down the hall, and down the stairs. Olivia looked out the window to see him running full-speed to the enemy base. She smiled proudly.
...
When he was sure he was far enough away, Gene slowed to a jog. When he arrived at his destination, he stared blankly for a few seconds. "A corporate building? What is this, some Fortune 500 company or something?" He entered the building and looked around. His clothing made him stand out from all the suit-wearing people.
"Welcome, sir. Do you have an appointment?" The voice came from a surprisingly pretty secretary.
"Uh, I doubt it. I'm Gene, the man in possession of the God Hands."
"Just a second." She typed something on her keyboard, then looked up at him. "It shows here that our CEO has been expecting you. You'll have to meet with our accountant, first, though. After that, he'll show you to our head of security, who will then guide you through the rest of your series of meetings with our marketing director, our staff manager, the vice-chairman, the chairman, and finally the CEO. Good luck, uh, 'Gene', was it?"
He nodded. "Thanks. This may seem a bit strange to ask, but, uh, this company is comprised of evil humans and demons who want the God Hands, right?"
She nodded and smiled, then temporarily transformed into her true form, which was a Shoggoth. The sight of it caused Gene to nearly fall on his ass, as Shoggoths were very scary-looking. She giggled at his reaction, then said, "You had best get going. You don't want to be late, do you?"
He started to say something, but decided not to and simply turned and started to walk away. He stopped and turned halfway around while asking, "Uh, where do I-"
She pointed at one area. "Take the elevator to the 10th floor. Our accountant will be waiting for you."
"Thanks." Gene did as he was told, and used the elevator to get to the 10th floor. As soon as he stepped out, he saw a tall, dark-skinned man waiting near a door. The man's suit looked about like what a middle position person in such a company would wear.
The man called out to him. "Greetings, God Hand. Right this way." The man led him to a corner office. Said corner office looked like one you'd expect to find in such a place. However, everything looked a bit more organized than most offices.
The man sat in his chair and gestured to the chair on the other side of his desk. "Have a seat."
Gene sat down. "Are you the accountant?"
The man nodded. "That I am, and what you are is late. We expected your arrival about 20 minutes ago. Now, to get down to business. You, sir, are expected to fight each one of us, and if you actually beat each of us, you'll fight the CEO. I don't know what'll happen IF you win, but we've got some powerful people, so don't expect to win. Are you ready to fight me now, or would you prefer something to drink first?"
"I'm good. Let's get it over with." Gene stood up and cracked his knuckles.
The man stood up, took off his suit's jacket, and transformed. His form looked like an anthropomorphic dog. "Let the battle begin!"
Gene dodged the initial claw-swipe by ducking, then the following thrust kick with the 'dash backward' part of a Step-Back Kick. "What are you?"
"An Anubis warrior. I'm good with using my brain, too, and I am very talented at handling money, which is why I'm the accountant. I keep the books and budget balanced so our company can thrive."
"Okay, but... Seriously, why are demons working in 'big business' companies?"
"We need jobs, too, if we don't want to just run around wreaking havok, spreading chaos until someone such as yourself puts us down. In other words, self-preservation and the need to provide for ourselves."
Gene shrugged. "Whatever you say. Let's get this over with." He threw a Left Jab, then a Right Straight, which the Anubis blocked. Seeing the perfect opportunity, Gene broke his guard with a Rolling Sobat. He followed with a Mach Speed Jab, which stunned the Anubis. He leaned back, standing on one leg, and began kicking him with the other foot repeatedly. The kicks were so fast that Gene's leg seemed to have disappeared. After several seconds of intense kicking, he kicked the Anubis into the wall.
"Not bad. You may get past me, and possibly the head of security, but don't count on being able to beat the others." He rushed forward with a series of claw-swipes, which Gene dodged by ducking and weaving. After it, Gene was about to counter when he saw the Anubis take a step back. Gene managed to dodge the Anubis's 'pounce' by jumping to the side at the last second. Because the office was quite small for a fight, Gene rushed out the door into the walkway that went around the cubicles. The Anubis came out and did another series of claw-swipes, which Gene dodged by ducking and weaving again, but this time he interrupted it with a sweep kick, knocking the Anubis down. He quickly began stomping the Anubis. After several seconds of stomping, the Anubis managed to roll away and stand up.
"Quite aggressive. Good. You'll need it." He swung at Gene, trying to punch him, but Gene dodged and attacked at the same time by using Drunken Twist. He did another sweep kick, knocking the Anubis down again. Before the Anubis came to a stop, however, he had taken his wide, low stance with his right fist cocked back. He unleashed his God Stomp attack, which caused the Anubis to yell, "You win!"
Gene backed off cautiously. "You sure?"
The Anubis stood up and dusted himself off. "Yes, I'm sure. I'd rather not die from testing you, and those last few stomps were incredibly painful. You get to move on to the next opponent, the head of security. I'll take you." He reverted to his form as a tall, dark-skinned man and led Gene down to the 8th floor. "Take a left up there, "he said, pointing down the hallway in front of them, "go down three doors, then go in the fourth one. He's waiting."
Gene stepped out of the elevator and began walking down the hallway. As the doors shut, the Anubis man's cell phone rang. He answered it. "Yes?"
On the other end, a woman asked, "Well, how was he?"
"He was strong. Very strong. From what you've told me about him, he didn't even use his most powerful or effective abilities yet. He might be just what you're looking for."
"Sounds good. I look forward to him getting here."
The Anubis man returned to his office. "Now that that's out of the way, I need to get the finance report done..."
Olivia replied with her usual bossy tone. "I am going back to the hotel, where I'll be safe. You are going to storm the enemy base, fight your way through their forces, kick their boss's ass, and save the day."
With a heavy sigh, Gene grumbled, "Figures. You always just boss me around and-"
With an incredibly evil grin, she turned around and looked him in the eye. "You could always give back the God Hands, you know."
Knowing that it would involve Olivia using that axe of hers to cut his arms off, he decided to change the subject. "So who are they, where are they, why are they after us, and why do I need to give up my very much deserved vacation to deal with them?"
They arrived at the hotel. As they walked through the lobby and up the stairs, Olivia explained, "Well, they seem to be remnants of the fodder the Four Devas was so fond of putting in your path. The new leaders are some various demons and people that want the God Hands. They either want to enslave you, having you be their 'tool' to use for various things, or they want to take the God Hands from you so they can become that much more powerful."
"Any idea of what those 'various things' would be?"
"Considering the mix of people and demons, it'd be anything from using you as a political tool or a minion to a 'toy' to play with at night."
"You sure you're not one of them?"
Olivia brandished the axe, then continued, "As for where they are, I've got a map in our room. I'll show you their base, and the best way to get there. On why they're after us, like I said, there's a lot of different beings together in this, so there's about as many reasons as you can imagine. Some want us dead, some want to enslave us, some want to make us suffer, and some don't give a damn because they're only concerned with the God Hands." Olivia opened the door to their room and they both entered. She continued, "Finally, we need to be concerned because I don't like the idea of being killed, nor am I thrilled at the thought of being a slave. I doubt you like either of those options, so I'm sure you understand. Remember, I'm the last of my clan. We protected the God Hands all the way up until Azel slaughtered everyone, causing me to run away with the other God Hand, which you ended up with. We're stuck together unless you want to give them back, so just do it."
Gene thought to himself, "Aren't I already a slave?" He said, "Alright, fine. Show me the map and stuff."
Olivia beckoned him over to the desk. "This is a map of the city. Right here is our hotel, and right here is their base." She put one finger on the map where their hotel was and the same finger of her other hand on the spot where the enemy base was. "If you take this path, you should get there easily." She took one hand off the map, then drew a line with her finger in a strange, zig-zagging pattern that would have him running all over the city, throughout each and every alleyway and street.
"You're joking, right?"
"Personally, I think this way is best." She once again drew a line with her finger, this time it showing a straight, direct route to the base. "You'll bust in the front door, fight your way up to the boss's office, kick his ass, come back, and we'll move on to the next group of people and demons that are after the God Hands."
"Okay, so now that I know where we need to go, let me get this straight... You're using me as your personal warrior, sending me out to deal with trouble for the sole purpose of keeping yourself safe, right? Let me guess, the only reason you actually agreed to let me go on vacation here was because you knew about these guys."
Olivia swung the axe at him, which he dodged by a hair. He backed toward the door. "Uh, I'll just go take care of that stuff now..." He bolted out the door, down the hall, and down the stairs. Olivia looked out the window to see him running full-speed to the enemy base. She smiled proudly.
...
When he was sure he was far enough away, Gene slowed to a jog. When he arrived at his destination, he stared blankly for a few seconds. "A corporate building? What is this, some Fortune 500 company or something?" He entered the building and looked around. His clothing made him stand out from all the suit-wearing people.
"Welcome, sir. Do you have an appointment?" The voice came from a surprisingly pretty secretary.
"Uh, I doubt it. I'm Gene, the man in possession of the God Hands."
"Just a second." She typed something on her keyboard, then looked up at him. "It shows here that our CEO has been expecting you. You'll have to meet with our accountant, first, though. After that, he'll show you to our head of security, who will then guide you through the rest of your series of meetings with our marketing director, our staff manager, the vice-chairman, the chairman, and finally the CEO. Good luck, uh, 'Gene', was it?"
He nodded. "Thanks. This may seem a bit strange to ask, but, uh, this company is comprised of evil humans and demons who want the God Hands, right?"
She nodded and smiled, then temporarily transformed into her true form, which was a Shoggoth. The sight of it caused Gene to nearly fall on his ass, as Shoggoths were very scary-looking. She giggled at his reaction, then said, "You had best get going. You don't want to be late, do you?"
He started to say something, but decided not to and simply turned and started to walk away. He stopped and turned halfway around while asking, "Uh, where do I-"
She pointed at one area. "Take the elevator to the 10th floor. Our accountant will be waiting for you."
"Thanks." Gene did as he was told, and used the elevator to get to the 10th floor. As soon as he stepped out, he saw a tall, dark-skinned man waiting near a door. The man's suit looked about like what a middle position person in such a company would wear.
The man called out to him. "Greetings, God Hand. Right this way." The man led him to a corner office. Said corner office looked like one you'd expect to find in such a place. However, everything looked a bit more organized than most offices.
The man sat in his chair and gestured to the chair on the other side of his desk. "Have a seat."
Gene sat down. "Are you the accountant?"
The man nodded. "That I am, and what you are is late. We expected your arrival about 20 minutes ago. Now, to get down to business. You, sir, are expected to fight each one of us, and if you actually beat each of us, you'll fight the CEO. I don't know what'll happen IF you win, but we've got some powerful people, so don't expect to win. Are you ready to fight me now, or would you prefer something to drink first?"
"I'm good. Let's get it over with." Gene stood up and cracked his knuckles.
The man stood up, took off his suit's jacket, and transformed. His form looked like an anthropomorphic dog. "Let the battle begin!"
Gene dodged the initial claw-swipe by ducking, then the following thrust kick with the 'dash backward' part of a Step-Back Kick. "What are you?"
"An Anubis warrior. I'm good with using my brain, too, and I am very talented at handling money, which is why I'm the accountant. I keep the books and budget balanced so our company can thrive."
"Okay, but... Seriously, why are demons working in 'big business' companies?"
"We need jobs, too, if we don't want to just run around wreaking havok, spreading chaos until someone such as yourself puts us down. In other words, self-preservation and the need to provide for ourselves."
Gene shrugged. "Whatever you say. Let's get this over with." He threw a Left Jab, then a Right Straight, which the Anubis blocked. Seeing the perfect opportunity, Gene broke his guard with a Rolling Sobat. He followed with a Mach Speed Jab, which stunned the Anubis. He leaned back, standing on one leg, and began kicking him with the other foot repeatedly. The kicks were so fast that Gene's leg seemed to have disappeared. After several seconds of intense kicking, he kicked the Anubis into the wall.
"Not bad. You may get past me, and possibly the head of security, but don't count on being able to beat the others." He rushed forward with a series of claw-swipes, which Gene dodged by ducking and weaving. After it, Gene was about to counter when he saw the Anubis take a step back. Gene managed to dodge the Anubis's 'pounce' by jumping to the side at the last second. Because the office was quite small for a fight, Gene rushed out the door into the walkway that went around the cubicles. The Anubis came out and did another series of claw-swipes, which Gene dodged by ducking and weaving again, but this time he interrupted it with a sweep kick, knocking the Anubis down. He quickly began stomping the Anubis. After several seconds of stomping, the Anubis managed to roll away and stand up.
"Quite aggressive. Good. You'll need it." He swung at Gene, trying to punch him, but Gene dodged and attacked at the same time by using Drunken Twist. He did another sweep kick, knocking the Anubis down again. Before the Anubis came to a stop, however, he had taken his wide, low stance with his right fist cocked back. He unleashed his God Stomp attack, which caused the Anubis to yell, "You win!"
Gene backed off cautiously. "You sure?"
The Anubis stood up and dusted himself off. "Yes, I'm sure. I'd rather not die from testing you, and those last few stomps were incredibly painful. You get to move on to the next opponent, the head of security. I'll take you." He reverted to his form as a tall, dark-skinned man and led Gene down to the 8th floor. "Take a left up there, "he said, pointing down the hallway in front of them, "go down three doors, then go in the fourth one. He's waiting."
Gene stepped out of the elevator and began walking down the hallway. As the doors shut, the Anubis man's cell phone rang. He answered it. "Yes?"
On the other end, a woman asked, "Well, how was he?"
"He was strong. Very strong. From what you've told me about him, he didn't even use his most powerful or effective abilities yet. He might be just what you're looking for."
"Sounds good. I look forward to him getting here."
The Anubis man returned to his office. "Now that that's out of the way, I need to get the finance report done..."
Part 3
Spoiler: show
Gene approached the door and knocked. A man's voice responded, "Come in."
He stepped in and saw a tough yet distinguished-looking man in a security guard uniform, sitting at a table, watching something on TV. "You're the head of security? Are you a demon, too?"
The man turned to face him. "Ah, the God Hand. Well, I'll tell you right now, I'm a Werewolf. My pack and I provide security for this company. I don't know how humans view things, so I don't know if Werewolves are considered 'demons' or not."
"Let me guess, you're the alpha-male of the pack?"
"Yes. I had to earn my position, too, so don't think me a pushover. We should get underway as soon as possible. Let it be known that the CEO expects you to win this fight, which angers me greatly. I was told that if I win, I should escort you out of the building, but if you win, I am to guide your through until you either lose, or reach the CEO herself."
"'Herself'? Why's she interested in me? I've got enough woman problems with Olivia!"
"I don't know and I don't care. If I had to guess, I'd say she wants your power and skill as the one-and-only God Hand for the sake of strong-arming our company's way further up in the world. Anyway, let's fight."
The man got up and transformed into his Werewolf form. He let out a howl, which caused several female Werewolves to storm in. Gene looked around and sighed in an exaggerated manner. "Six against one isn't playing fair, you know? I thought Werewolves had honor and pride!"
The Werewolf scoffed. "If the rumors are true, you're plenty strong enough to handle this. Since I'm pissed off over the CEO's expectations, I'm going to try to beat you down as hard as I can, regardless of whether it's honorable or not." He pointed at Gene. "Sic 'em, girls!"
The female Werewolves looked at Gene with wild, bloodthirsty glares and charged him. He did a handspring backflip to dodge their initial dog-pile attempt, then used another Roulette technique, this time it being La Bomba. He then took off the Deistic Braces, which unleashed the God Hands, and proceeded to give the female Werewolves such a fast, overwhelming beat-down that nobody could believe it. He finished off the last female Werewolf via spanking, then cracked his knuckles while grinning confidently at the alpha male. "Well, I've whipped your girls, so now it's your turn. If only I had a large rolled-up newspaper..."
"YOU BASTARD HUMAN!" The Werewolf tried to pounce on Gene, but he dodged it by ducking, causing the Werewolf to crash face-first into the wall.
Gene took advantage of this by rushing in and hitting him with a combo consisting of Chin Music, Punch Rush, Sugar Gene Combo, Floating Butterfly, Stinging Bee, Triple Side Kick. Despite the repeated hits, the Werewolf managed to stand up, but was quickly dizzied by the flurry of hits. Capitalizing on this, Gene jumped up on the Werewolf's shoulders and began pummeling him, repeatedly punching him in the face with insanely high speed. The final hit of Gene's vicious pummeling was a powerful elbow to the top of the Werewolf's head. The Werewolf lost consciousness from the mighty hit and Gene jumped down. He stood there for about 20 seconds before the Werewolf regained consciousness, groaning as he sat up.
Ginning smugly, Gene said, "Alright, sit!"
The Werewolf instinctively did as commanded.
"Good boy! Now beg!"
Once again, the Werewolf's instincts made him sit up in a begging position. Once his vision regained focus, however, he suddenly jumped to his feet. "DAMN HUMAN! YOU MAKE A MOCKERY OF ME!? HOW DARE YOU! I'LL-"
Gene interrupted, "I beat you, so take me to the next person."
"This is so degrading..." He lead Gene up one floor, to the 9th floor, and to the marketing director's office. "In here, you'll meet with the marketing director. She's an Anubis, and the accountant's wife. She'll probably be pissed at you kicking her husband's ass, so be ready for a woman's wrath."
Gene scoffed. "Buddy, I know all about a woman's wrath. I'm always around Olivia, you know?"
He nodded. "If our information is correct, it'd be easy to mistake her for a Dark Elf or something."
Sighing with part resignation, part depression, Gene opened the door to the marketing director's office.
He stepped in and saw a tough yet distinguished-looking man in a security guard uniform, sitting at a table, watching something on TV. "You're the head of security? Are you a demon, too?"
The man turned to face him. "Ah, the God Hand. Well, I'll tell you right now, I'm a Werewolf. My pack and I provide security for this company. I don't know how humans view things, so I don't know if Werewolves are considered 'demons' or not."
"Let me guess, you're the alpha-male of the pack?"
"Yes. I had to earn my position, too, so don't think me a pushover. We should get underway as soon as possible. Let it be known that the CEO expects you to win this fight, which angers me greatly. I was told that if I win, I should escort you out of the building, but if you win, I am to guide your through until you either lose, or reach the CEO herself."
"'Herself'? Why's she interested in me? I've got enough woman problems with Olivia!"
"I don't know and I don't care. If I had to guess, I'd say she wants your power and skill as the one-and-only God Hand for the sake of strong-arming our company's way further up in the world. Anyway, let's fight."
The man got up and transformed into his Werewolf form. He let out a howl, which caused several female Werewolves to storm in. Gene looked around and sighed in an exaggerated manner. "Six against one isn't playing fair, you know? I thought Werewolves had honor and pride!"
The Werewolf scoffed. "If the rumors are true, you're plenty strong enough to handle this. Since I'm pissed off over the CEO's expectations, I'm going to try to beat you down as hard as I can, regardless of whether it's honorable or not." He pointed at Gene. "Sic 'em, girls!"
The female Werewolves looked at Gene with wild, bloodthirsty glares and charged him. He did a handspring backflip to dodge their initial dog-pile attempt, then used another Roulette technique, this time it being La Bomba. He then took off the Deistic Braces, which unleashed the God Hands, and proceeded to give the female Werewolves such a fast, overwhelming beat-down that nobody could believe it. He finished off the last female Werewolf via spanking, then cracked his knuckles while grinning confidently at the alpha male. "Well, I've whipped your girls, so now it's your turn. If only I had a large rolled-up newspaper..."
"YOU BASTARD HUMAN!" The Werewolf tried to pounce on Gene, but he dodged it by ducking, causing the Werewolf to crash face-first into the wall.
Gene took advantage of this by rushing in and hitting him with a combo consisting of Chin Music, Punch Rush, Sugar Gene Combo, Floating Butterfly, Stinging Bee, Triple Side Kick. Despite the repeated hits, the Werewolf managed to stand up, but was quickly dizzied by the flurry of hits. Capitalizing on this, Gene jumped up on the Werewolf's shoulders and began pummeling him, repeatedly punching him in the face with insanely high speed. The final hit of Gene's vicious pummeling was a powerful elbow to the top of the Werewolf's head. The Werewolf lost consciousness from the mighty hit and Gene jumped down. He stood there for about 20 seconds before the Werewolf regained consciousness, groaning as he sat up.
Ginning smugly, Gene said, "Alright, sit!"
The Werewolf instinctively did as commanded.
"Good boy! Now beg!"
Once again, the Werewolf's instincts made him sit up in a begging position. Once his vision regained focus, however, he suddenly jumped to his feet. "DAMN HUMAN! YOU MAKE A MOCKERY OF ME!? HOW DARE YOU! I'LL-"
Gene interrupted, "I beat you, so take me to the next person."
"This is so degrading..." He lead Gene up one floor, to the 9th floor, and to the marketing director's office. "In here, you'll meet with the marketing director. She's an Anubis, and the accountant's wife. She'll probably be pissed at you kicking her husband's ass, so be ready for a woman's wrath."
Gene scoffed. "Buddy, I know all about a woman's wrath. I'm always around Olivia, you know?"
He nodded. "If our information is correct, it'd be easy to mistake her for a Dark Elf or something."
Sighing with part resignation, part depression, Gene opened the door to the marketing director's office.
Part 4
Spoiler: show
Upon entering, a very pretty woman with slightly dark skin greeted him. "Welcome, God Hand."
Gene scratched his head, then crossed his arms. "You know, my title is cool and all, but I do have a name, you know."
She took off her glasses and stood up. "Very well then, Gene. I suppose I must introduce myself. My name is Cleopatra."
"...Now way. Are you serious?"
"Is there a problem?"
"According to dog-boy here, you're an Anubis. Now, I may not have as much of an education as the corporate type or whatever, but I know that the Anubis is an Egyptian monster. An Egyptian monster with the name of an Egyptian queen? Come on."
She glared at him. "According to the 'Given Names' section of my dictionary, my name is of Greek origin. Regardless, you must defeat me just as you have defeated Linus and Neil."
"Who?"
"Linus is my husband, and-"
The werewolf interrupted, "And I am Neil."
Gene mulled over things for a second. "Well, whatever. Cleo, I intend to see what your company's CEO wants with me, so if you won't get out of the way, I'll have to kick your ass."
Cleopatra's displeasure was very apparent, as a vein in her forehead was bulging. "First of all, only my husband and close friends get to call me 'Cleo', and second, the idea is that if you can't beat all of us, you're not worthy of whatever Genevieve has planned."
"The CEO's name is Genevieve?"
"Yes. I don't know why she's interested in someone such as you, but the God Hands are powerful, and they would be assets, and that's the only reasons I can guess. It's the only way I would have anything to do with you."
Gene cracked his knuckles. "Fine, mutt. Let's do this."
Cleopatra went ballistic. "What? How dare you call me 'mutt'! I'll kill you and take those arms!" She transformed into her Anubis form, which looked quite similar to her husband's, but with an obvious indication of her gender. In other words, in her Anubis form, she still had boobs.
Gene dodged her initial attack sequence by ducking and weaving, dashing to the side to dodge the final hit, which was a headbutt. He took the opportunity while she was open to hit her with a Right Roundhouse. This staggered her a little, which he took as his cue to hit her with a Left Jab, Right Straight, Left Hook, Short Upper combo. His first two hits connected, but his third and fourth hits were blocked. He solved that by quickly using a Rolling Sobat to break her guard. He followed it up with a Reverse Hell Kick, sending her flying across the room and into the wall. He pointed at her and taunted. "Boring!"
She quickly jumped back up, totally enraged. "FUCKING HUMANS!" She rushed at him.
"Hey, now, ladies shouldn't use such language! It's not proper." He grinned, still trying to antagonize her. Rather than swipe at him, which is what he expected her to do, she grabbed him, trying to suplex him. His reflexes were too quick for her, though, as when he noticed what she was trying to do, he slipped out of her grip, quickly stepped around behind her, and suplexed her. He followed up God Stomp, ending the fight.
She groaned and turned back to her human form. "You're strong. Aggravatingly so."
Gene walked over to her and held out his hand, offering to help her up. "So who's next?"
She reluctantly took his hand and stood up with his help. "Next is Cecil, our staff manager. Neil will lead you to him, since that's his job."
Neil led Gene up to the next floor. On the way, Neil commented, "You beat her before she could summon any mummies. That was impressive. Of course, it could just be that you had her too angry to think about doing so..."
"Whatever, man. I'm here to get you guys off my ass about the God Hands. ...Why do I feel like I'm climbing a pagoda?"
"You sort of are. If you win all the fights, you'll be heading up the whole time. If you beat Cecil, you'll head up one more floor, then fight the chairman and vice-chairman together. After that, you'll take the elevator to the top floor to have Genevieve herself test you."
"If everyone else is as easy as you guys were, it'll be simple."
"Genevieve is incredibly strong and skilled. If you make it to her, don't take her lightly. Anyway, according to my instructions, I'm supposed to make you stop here first for refreshments." Neil led Gene to a room with vending machines and a few small tables. Gene went up to the vending machine that had various snacks in it and was about to get some change out of his pocket, but Neil stopped him and unlocked it, allowing Gene to just grab the bag of potato chips he wanted. Neil said, "The snacks and drinks are free, but you can't dawdle."
He opened one of the vending machines that had sodas. Gene grabbed a cola, then said, "It sure is nice of you guys to treat me to this."
Neil closed and locked both vending machines. "It's all according to Genevieve's instructions. It seems that she really wants you to win, even against her."
Gene shrugged and started snacking.
...
Meanwhile, Cleopatra had recovered from the bumps and bruises from her fight with Gene, and called Genevieve. She said, "Well, he won and is moving on to fight Cecil. How do you think he'll do?"
Genevieve laughed and said, "If he's what I expect, he'll do splendidly, win, and meet me in no time."
"Why are you so interested in him?"
"If he wins against all of us, you'll see."
They chatted a little more about typical girl stuff, then hung up, returning to their respective work.
Gene scratched his head, then crossed his arms. "You know, my title is cool and all, but I do have a name, you know."
She took off her glasses and stood up. "Very well then, Gene. I suppose I must introduce myself. My name is Cleopatra."
"...Now way. Are you serious?"
"Is there a problem?"
"According to dog-boy here, you're an Anubis. Now, I may not have as much of an education as the corporate type or whatever, but I know that the Anubis is an Egyptian monster. An Egyptian monster with the name of an Egyptian queen? Come on."
She glared at him. "According to the 'Given Names' section of my dictionary, my name is of Greek origin. Regardless, you must defeat me just as you have defeated Linus and Neil."
"Who?"
"Linus is my husband, and-"
The werewolf interrupted, "And I am Neil."
Gene mulled over things for a second. "Well, whatever. Cleo, I intend to see what your company's CEO wants with me, so if you won't get out of the way, I'll have to kick your ass."
Cleopatra's displeasure was very apparent, as a vein in her forehead was bulging. "First of all, only my husband and close friends get to call me 'Cleo', and second, the idea is that if you can't beat all of us, you're not worthy of whatever Genevieve has planned."
"The CEO's name is Genevieve?"
"Yes. I don't know why she's interested in someone such as you, but the God Hands are powerful, and they would be assets, and that's the only reasons I can guess. It's the only way I would have anything to do with you."
Gene cracked his knuckles. "Fine, mutt. Let's do this."
Cleopatra went ballistic. "What? How dare you call me 'mutt'! I'll kill you and take those arms!" She transformed into her Anubis form, which looked quite similar to her husband's, but with an obvious indication of her gender. In other words, in her Anubis form, she still had boobs.
Gene dodged her initial attack sequence by ducking and weaving, dashing to the side to dodge the final hit, which was a headbutt. He took the opportunity while she was open to hit her with a Right Roundhouse. This staggered her a little, which he took as his cue to hit her with a Left Jab, Right Straight, Left Hook, Short Upper combo. His first two hits connected, but his third and fourth hits were blocked. He solved that by quickly using a Rolling Sobat to break her guard. He followed it up with a Reverse Hell Kick, sending her flying across the room and into the wall. He pointed at her and taunted. "Boring!"
She quickly jumped back up, totally enraged. "FUCKING HUMANS!" She rushed at him.
"Hey, now, ladies shouldn't use such language! It's not proper." He grinned, still trying to antagonize her. Rather than swipe at him, which is what he expected her to do, she grabbed him, trying to suplex him. His reflexes were too quick for her, though, as when he noticed what she was trying to do, he slipped out of her grip, quickly stepped around behind her, and suplexed her. He followed up God Stomp, ending the fight.
She groaned and turned back to her human form. "You're strong. Aggravatingly so."
Gene walked over to her and held out his hand, offering to help her up. "So who's next?"
She reluctantly took his hand and stood up with his help. "Next is Cecil, our staff manager. Neil will lead you to him, since that's his job."
Neil led Gene up to the next floor. On the way, Neil commented, "You beat her before she could summon any mummies. That was impressive. Of course, it could just be that you had her too angry to think about doing so..."
"Whatever, man. I'm here to get you guys off my ass about the God Hands. ...Why do I feel like I'm climbing a pagoda?"
"You sort of are. If you win all the fights, you'll be heading up the whole time. If you beat Cecil, you'll head up one more floor, then fight the chairman and vice-chairman together. After that, you'll take the elevator to the top floor to have Genevieve herself test you."
"If everyone else is as easy as you guys were, it'll be simple."
"Genevieve is incredibly strong and skilled. If you make it to her, don't take her lightly. Anyway, according to my instructions, I'm supposed to make you stop here first for refreshments." Neil led Gene to a room with vending machines and a few small tables. Gene went up to the vending machine that had various snacks in it and was about to get some change out of his pocket, but Neil stopped him and unlocked it, allowing Gene to just grab the bag of potato chips he wanted. Neil said, "The snacks and drinks are free, but you can't dawdle."
He opened one of the vending machines that had sodas. Gene grabbed a cola, then said, "It sure is nice of you guys to treat me to this."
Neil closed and locked both vending machines. "It's all according to Genevieve's instructions. It seems that she really wants you to win, even against her."
Gene shrugged and started snacking.
...
Meanwhile, Cleopatra had recovered from the bumps and bruises from her fight with Gene, and called Genevieve. She said, "Well, he won and is moving on to fight Cecil. How do you think he'll do?"
Genevieve laughed and said, "If he's what I expect, he'll do splendidly, win, and meet me in no time."
"Why are you so interested in him?"
"If he wins against all of us, you'll see."
They chatted a little more about typical girl stuff, then hung up, returning to their respective work.
Part 5
Spoiler: show
After Gene finished his snack, Neil led him to Cecil's office. Upon entering, they saw a very large man, wearing a suit, just like the others have so far, sitting at a fancy-looking desk. The desk, and the entire room for that matter, was littered with porn magazines. There were literally piles of porn mags everywhere. The man stood up. He seemed to be about 8 feet tall. His hair was spiked up, unlike the typical "clean-cut, businessman-style" haircut that Linus and Neil had, though Neil's hair was more "combed straight back" as opposed to Linus's hair, which was combed to one side on top, the part at his right side.
As Gene got a better look at him, he saw that the man was somewhat obese, but his size wasn't all fat. There was plenty of apparent muscle, too. Cecil greeted him. "Welcome, Gene, the God Hand. I am Cecil, the staff manager. Just so you know, I'm an Ogre. If you gotten here, that means you've beaten ol' Linus, Neil, and Cleopatra. I was told to expect you, but I don't know if you're behind schedule or not. I have the memo here somewhere..."
Gene held up his hand. "Don't bother looking. Let's just get this over with."
Cecil shrugged nonchalantly and transformed. His skin turned green, his teeth got sharper, and his overall appearance more bestial. Before the transformation, Cecil had kind of reminded Gene of Elvis from the Four Devas. This transformation of Cecil's, however, looked a lot more "ordinary" compared to Elvis's demon form. Cecil looked at his desk and chair. "Since I don't want to break my favorite chair, and Genevieve would be mad if I destroyed the desk, I'll just have to stomp you with throwing things at you. Ha!"
He ran at Gene, reminiscent of a charging bull. At first, Gene was ready to counter, but when he saw that Cecil intended to simply run him over, he dashed to the side, dodging the Ogre's charge. Cecil ended up running head-first into the wall, but because he was an Ogre, he had a hard enough head to shake it off. Gene shouted, "You're not a Minotaur! Why are you charging like one?"
Cecil ran up to Gene and began wildly swinging his fists and feet, trying to hit Gene, but with a series of ducks, weaves, sidesteps, and handspring backflips, Gene dodged every hit. All that dodging got his tension built up, so he decided to use it. He unleashed the God Hands and tore into Cecil with so many lightning-fast hits that he was dizzied by the speed alone. Gene capitalized on this by jumping up on Cecil's shoulders and punching him in the head repeatedly. Cecil's knees gave out from the pain in his head and he fell down. Gene got off and stepped away, saying, "Is that it?"
Cecil got up slowly, the pain driving his anger to dangerous levels. "Of course not, human!" He let out a mighty yell and swung at Gene, who countered with a Mule Kick. As Cecil staggered back, Gene cocked back his right fist while taking a wide stance. This time, he used Ball Buster, hitting Cecil right where it hurts most. Stunned again, Cecil was helpless against Gene's pummeling. Gene's multiple kicks beat him senseless, and the final kick sent him into the wall. He struggled to his feet, grabbing a porn mag and throwing it at Gene. This proved to be his biggest mistake of the fight, as Gene slapped it out of the air, causing it to land open to a page showing a very hot, very sexy woman in an erotic pose, using a dildo on herself. Gene saw it, and his tension immediately shot up. He once again released the God Hands and put some serious hurt on Cecil.
His face swollen and bruised, his body wracked with pain, Cecil finally gave in. "Those arms are powerful, indeed. Carry on. There's no work for me to do right now, so I've got porn to read."
...
Neil led Gene to the next floor. "Cecil is allowed to have such a messy office only because his work usually doesn't involve any paperwork. He does everything on his computer, which is the only way he can stay organized. From what I saw, leaving his porn everywhere is what did him in. Am I right?"
Gene snickered. "Those were some nice mags, too. So who's next?"
Neil gave a sour smile. He was starting to admire Gene. "You've got to fight both the chairman and the vice chairman together. It's a two-on-one fight, but I don't think you'll have any problems. By the way, they are husband and wife, Incubus and Succubus, respectively. They are quite powerful, so don't let your guard down, okay? Also, they're a bit ...strange, for demons of their type. You'll see what I mean in a few minutes."
Gene grasped the doorknob. "More weirdos..." He stepped inside.
As Gene got a better look at him, he saw that the man was somewhat obese, but his size wasn't all fat. There was plenty of apparent muscle, too. Cecil greeted him. "Welcome, Gene, the God Hand. I am Cecil, the staff manager. Just so you know, I'm an Ogre. If you gotten here, that means you've beaten ol' Linus, Neil, and Cleopatra. I was told to expect you, but I don't know if you're behind schedule or not. I have the memo here somewhere..."
Gene held up his hand. "Don't bother looking. Let's just get this over with."
Cecil shrugged nonchalantly and transformed. His skin turned green, his teeth got sharper, and his overall appearance more bestial. Before the transformation, Cecil had kind of reminded Gene of Elvis from the Four Devas. This transformation of Cecil's, however, looked a lot more "ordinary" compared to Elvis's demon form. Cecil looked at his desk and chair. "Since I don't want to break my favorite chair, and Genevieve would be mad if I destroyed the desk, I'll just have to stomp you with throwing things at you. Ha!"
He ran at Gene, reminiscent of a charging bull. At first, Gene was ready to counter, but when he saw that Cecil intended to simply run him over, he dashed to the side, dodging the Ogre's charge. Cecil ended up running head-first into the wall, but because he was an Ogre, he had a hard enough head to shake it off. Gene shouted, "You're not a Minotaur! Why are you charging like one?"
Cecil ran up to Gene and began wildly swinging his fists and feet, trying to hit Gene, but with a series of ducks, weaves, sidesteps, and handspring backflips, Gene dodged every hit. All that dodging got his tension built up, so he decided to use it. He unleashed the God Hands and tore into Cecil with so many lightning-fast hits that he was dizzied by the speed alone. Gene capitalized on this by jumping up on Cecil's shoulders and punching him in the head repeatedly. Cecil's knees gave out from the pain in his head and he fell down. Gene got off and stepped away, saying, "Is that it?"
Cecil got up slowly, the pain driving his anger to dangerous levels. "Of course not, human!" He let out a mighty yell and swung at Gene, who countered with a Mule Kick. As Cecil staggered back, Gene cocked back his right fist while taking a wide stance. This time, he used Ball Buster, hitting Cecil right where it hurts most. Stunned again, Cecil was helpless against Gene's pummeling. Gene's multiple kicks beat him senseless, and the final kick sent him into the wall. He struggled to his feet, grabbing a porn mag and throwing it at Gene. This proved to be his biggest mistake of the fight, as Gene slapped it out of the air, causing it to land open to a page showing a very hot, very sexy woman in an erotic pose, using a dildo on herself. Gene saw it, and his tension immediately shot up. He once again released the God Hands and put some serious hurt on Cecil.
His face swollen and bruised, his body wracked with pain, Cecil finally gave in. "Those arms are powerful, indeed. Carry on. There's no work for me to do right now, so I've got porn to read."
...
Neil led Gene to the next floor. "Cecil is allowed to have such a messy office only because his work usually doesn't involve any paperwork. He does everything on his computer, which is the only way he can stay organized. From what I saw, leaving his porn everywhere is what did him in. Am I right?"
Gene snickered. "Those were some nice mags, too. So who's next?"
Neil gave a sour smile. He was starting to admire Gene. "You've got to fight both the chairman and the vice chairman together. It's a two-on-one fight, but I don't think you'll have any problems. By the way, they are husband and wife, Incubus and Succubus, respectively. They are quite powerful, so don't let your guard down, okay? Also, they're a bit ...strange, for demons of their type. You'll see what I mean in a few minutes."
Gene grasped the doorknob. "More weirdos..." He stepped inside.
Part 6
Spoiler: show
As soon as Gene entered, Neil said, "Run forward 5 steps, then do a diving roll."
Gene asked, "Why?"
Neil yelled, "DO IT!"
Gene did so. While rolling to his feet, he heard the sound of two people landing hard where he just was. He turned around to see one man and one woman. Their horns, wings, and tails made it obvious that they were the Incubus and Succubus he was supposed to fight. He frowned while raising an eyebrow.
The man shouted, "I am Charles, the chairman of this proud company!"
The woman shouted, "And I am Irene, the vice-chairman! Or is that 'chairwoman'?"
Stopping long enough to glance around the room, Gene saw that it was a typical conference room with a large, oval shaped, fancy-looking table in the middle, surrounded by fancy-looking office chairs that had very thick padding. The chairs looked like they were meant for comfort during those really long meetings. He considered using the chairs against these two, but decided not to. After all, these demons and monsters were being very polite to him, and Cecil's earlier comment made him hesitant to provoke the CEO's anger via property destruction.
He then looked over the couple. Charles had a crew cut, not that different from Gene's, but his hair was black. He was wearing the kind of costume you'd expect an Incubus to wear in a video game. It had the "sexy evil" look, was black with red markings, and left his chest, and the well-defined muscles of it, bare. It still covered his shoulders and everything from the waist down, fortunately. The first thing that came to mind was "erotic sorcerer".
Irene's outfit was very similar, matching her husband's quite well. It had the same colors and patterns, and nearly the same everything, but hers was more "bikini robes with thigh-high high-heel boots". Her hair was red, and it barely came down to her shoulders. From what Gene could see of her body, which was most of it, she was very well-built, fit, and was pretty much every normal man's ideal woman. She looked better than most porn stars he had seen.
While Gene was busy pondering that, Neil said, "It doesn't matter. It's the same job regardless of whether the second part of the word is 'man' or 'woman'. The only ones who really care enough to make absolutely sure that the correct term is used are sexists."
Irene smiled. "Does it make me a sexist when I think about Charles's dick all the time?"
Neil facepalmed. "No. It makes you a perverted sexaholic or nymphomaniac. If you also think that way about other men, it makes you a slut, too."
This greatly angered Irene. "Shut up, dog! How dare you accuse me of infidelity!?"
"Can it, whore! I'm no dog!" Neil yelled in a tone that could be called barking.
Gene stepped in, clapping his hands loudly, trying to get their attention. "People, enough!" He looked at the couple. "Chuck and Irene, right? I'm here to fight you, kick your asses, and move on to meet your CEO. Let's get this over, okay?"
Charles shrugged. "Very well, then. I assure you it won't be an easy fight, God Hand."
With a yell, both Charles and Irene kicked off the ground and rushed Gene at the same time. He quickly countered by using a Mule Kick, which knocked Irene into the air and made Charles stagger back a few steps. Gene followed up with a well-timed Hand Plant Kick, which knocked Charles into the air, and Irene back up a little. He then jumped and did a mid-air spinning back kick to send them flying to the wall on the far side of the room. They got up and shook off the mild pain, then flew at him. Charles started trying to fly circles around him, hitting him from different angles while Irene threw fireballs at him. Gene ducked and weaved when necessary, sidestepping and backflipping to dodge the fireballs and Charles's mid and low attacks. Just when Gene was going to nail Charles with a Right Roundhouse kick, he and Irene flew off to the other side of the room and began kissing passionately.
Gene blinked a few times, then said, "What? I get that you're the horniest kinds of demons, but stopping in the middle of a fight to make out? Are your brains fried or something? That would explain the loudness, probably..."
"Oh, there's just getting more powerful by feeding off each other's lust. No big deal, right?" Neil quipped.
Gene dashed over to the couple and did a flying kick to separate them. His foot impacted against Charles's head and sent him into the wall again. The sudden interruption infuriated Irene, causing her to try to kick Gene in the groin, which he dodged by sidestepping. As he continued to fight them, he though many things, one of which was, "At least they're not Mr. Gold and Mr. Silver. THAT would have been disgusting." Another thought was, "Two-on-one is not really a problem with my strength and skill, but the sooner I eliminate one of the opponents, the better."
Acting on this, Gene did a Step-Back Kick to dodge another groin-shot attempt from Irene while knocking her away to the other side of the room. With her temporarily out of the way, he turned his attention to Charles. Seeing his wife get knocked away like that, Charles got very visibly angry, charging at Gene with a flying kick. Gene dodged it, then hit him with Mach Speed Jab. He tried to follow up with a High Side Kick, but Charles blocked it. Unfortunately for him, Gene was used to this sort of sequence, so he broke Charles guard with a Haymaker, then hit him with another Mach Speed Jab. This dazed Charles and allowed Gene to begin inflicting the serious pain. Rather than use either the punching or kicking pummel, he decided to use Cobra Twist. He dashed around behind Charles, shoved him to his knees, put him in a headlock, then began chocking, pulling, and jerking. The noises Charles was making indicated that Gene was dealing quite a bit of damage. After repeating the motions dozens of times, Gene finally did the "final jerk", which caused lots of popping and cracking sounds to be heard from Charles's back. Charles fell forward, temporarily unable to move.
"You bastard!"
Irene had gotten up and flown over to Gene. Fortunately for him, though, he had just finished before she could try anything. As she tried another kick to the groin, he countered, hitting her with a Pimp Hand while she was vulnerable. She staggered and he followed up with Chin Music, but his next attack, Punch Rush, only landed one out of the three hits. She blocked the other two, but Gene broke her guard with Rolling Sobat. He then nailed her with Mach Speed Jab and proceeded to spank her. The final, very hard spank sent her into the wall right next to Charles.
Charles slowly got up, in obvious pain from having his back and neck popped from Gene's Cobra Twist. "Nobody spanks my wife but me, damn it!"
Before either of them could do anything further, Gene had already cocked back his fist, ready to unleash another technique from his God Roulette list. He chose to use Double Shaolin, which was basically just two simultaneous Shaolin Blasts, one from each hand at the same time. His choice proved the right one, as each giant palm-shaped energy blast hit the demons, efficiently ending the fight.
Gene approached the two and asked, "You guys done? Can I move on?"
Charles groaned and said, "Yeah, you won. My back..."
Gene walked back to the door, following Neil out.
After they left, Irene got up holding her ass. "Ugh... My ass hurts, but I'm wet from the spanking. Forgive me, dear, for getting turned on from being spanked by another man."
"It's not exactly your fault, honey. I did kind of train you to like it. Anyway, can you fix my back?"
She nodded and began pulling, jerking, and twisting to fix his back, which worked. Aside from the lingering pain, he was as good as new. Irene then used some healing magic to get rid of the pain in both of them. "We're healed, but I'm still wet to my knees," she said, speaking in a voice that would arouse even a woman-hating gay man.
Charles smiled at her with the kind of smile that'd make even a man-hating lesbian feel faint. "Let's take care of that right now."
The two of them began their "sexual healing", which would last for the rest of the day.
...
Neil lead Gene to the CEO's office. "The CEO, Genevieve, is in here. She's far above all the others, not only in her skill at running this company, but also in all forms of combat and magic. Do NOT take her lightly or you'll regret it."
Gene shrugged. "A good opponent would be a nice change. I just want you guys off my ass, okay?"
They entered the office.
Gene asked, "Why?"
Neil yelled, "DO IT!"
Gene did so. While rolling to his feet, he heard the sound of two people landing hard where he just was. He turned around to see one man and one woman. Their horns, wings, and tails made it obvious that they were the Incubus and Succubus he was supposed to fight. He frowned while raising an eyebrow.
The man shouted, "I am Charles, the chairman of this proud company!"
The woman shouted, "And I am Irene, the vice-chairman! Or is that 'chairwoman'?"
Stopping long enough to glance around the room, Gene saw that it was a typical conference room with a large, oval shaped, fancy-looking table in the middle, surrounded by fancy-looking office chairs that had very thick padding. The chairs looked like they were meant for comfort during those really long meetings. He considered using the chairs against these two, but decided not to. After all, these demons and monsters were being very polite to him, and Cecil's earlier comment made him hesitant to provoke the CEO's anger via property destruction.
He then looked over the couple. Charles had a crew cut, not that different from Gene's, but his hair was black. He was wearing the kind of costume you'd expect an Incubus to wear in a video game. It had the "sexy evil" look, was black with red markings, and left his chest, and the well-defined muscles of it, bare. It still covered his shoulders and everything from the waist down, fortunately. The first thing that came to mind was "erotic sorcerer".
Irene's outfit was very similar, matching her husband's quite well. It had the same colors and patterns, and nearly the same everything, but hers was more "bikini robes with thigh-high high-heel boots". Her hair was red, and it barely came down to her shoulders. From what Gene could see of her body, which was most of it, she was very well-built, fit, and was pretty much every normal man's ideal woman. She looked better than most porn stars he had seen.
While Gene was busy pondering that, Neil said, "It doesn't matter. It's the same job regardless of whether the second part of the word is 'man' or 'woman'. The only ones who really care enough to make absolutely sure that the correct term is used are sexists."
Irene smiled. "Does it make me a sexist when I think about Charles's dick all the time?"
Neil facepalmed. "No. It makes you a perverted sexaholic or nymphomaniac. If you also think that way about other men, it makes you a slut, too."
This greatly angered Irene. "Shut up, dog! How dare you accuse me of infidelity!?"
"Can it, whore! I'm no dog!" Neil yelled in a tone that could be called barking.
Gene stepped in, clapping his hands loudly, trying to get their attention. "People, enough!" He looked at the couple. "Chuck and Irene, right? I'm here to fight you, kick your asses, and move on to meet your CEO. Let's get this over, okay?"
Charles shrugged. "Very well, then. I assure you it won't be an easy fight, God Hand."
With a yell, both Charles and Irene kicked off the ground and rushed Gene at the same time. He quickly countered by using a Mule Kick, which knocked Irene into the air and made Charles stagger back a few steps. Gene followed up with a well-timed Hand Plant Kick, which knocked Charles into the air, and Irene back up a little. He then jumped and did a mid-air spinning back kick to send them flying to the wall on the far side of the room. They got up and shook off the mild pain, then flew at him. Charles started trying to fly circles around him, hitting him from different angles while Irene threw fireballs at him. Gene ducked and weaved when necessary, sidestepping and backflipping to dodge the fireballs and Charles's mid and low attacks. Just when Gene was going to nail Charles with a Right Roundhouse kick, he and Irene flew off to the other side of the room and began kissing passionately.
Gene blinked a few times, then said, "What? I get that you're the horniest kinds of demons, but stopping in the middle of a fight to make out? Are your brains fried or something? That would explain the loudness, probably..."
"Oh, there's just getting more powerful by feeding off each other's lust. No big deal, right?" Neil quipped.
Gene dashed over to the couple and did a flying kick to separate them. His foot impacted against Charles's head and sent him into the wall again. The sudden interruption infuriated Irene, causing her to try to kick Gene in the groin, which he dodged by sidestepping. As he continued to fight them, he though many things, one of which was, "At least they're not Mr. Gold and Mr. Silver. THAT would have been disgusting." Another thought was, "Two-on-one is not really a problem with my strength and skill, but the sooner I eliminate one of the opponents, the better."
Acting on this, Gene did a Step-Back Kick to dodge another groin-shot attempt from Irene while knocking her away to the other side of the room. With her temporarily out of the way, he turned his attention to Charles. Seeing his wife get knocked away like that, Charles got very visibly angry, charging at Gene with a flying kick. Gene dodged it, then hit him with Mach Speed Jab. He tried to follow up with a High Side Kick, but Charles blocked it. Unfortunately for him, Gene was used to this sort of sequence, so he broke Charles guard with a Haymaker, then hit him with another Mach Speed Jab. This dazed Charles and allowed Gene to begin inflicting the serious pain. Rather than use either the punching or kicking pummel, he decided to use Cobra Twist. He dashed around behind Charles, shoved him to his knees, put him in a headlock, then began chocking, pulling, and jerking. The noises Charles was making indicated that Gene was dealing quite a bit of damage. After repeating the motions dozens of times, Gene finally did the "final jerk", which caused lots of popping and cracking sounds to be heard from Charles's back. Charles fell forward, temporarily unable to move.
"You bastard!"
Irene had gotten up and flown over to Gene. Fortunately for him, though, he had just finished before she could try anything. As she tried another kick to the groin, he countered, hitting her with a Pimp Hand while she was vulnerable. She staggered and he followed up with Chin Music, but his next attack, Punch Rush, only landed one out of the three hits. She blocked the other two, but Gene broke her guard with Rolling Sobat. He then nailed her with Mach Speed Jab and proceeded to spank her. The final, very hard spank sent her into the wall right next to Charles.
Charles slowly got up, in obvious pain from having his back and neck popped from Gene's Cobra Twist. "Nobody spanks my wife but me, damn it!"
Before either of them could do anything further, Gene had already cocked back his fist, ready to unleash another technique from his God Roulette list. He chose to use Double Shaolin, which was basically just two simultaneous Shaolin Blasts, one from each hand at the same time. His choice proved the right one, as each giant palm-shaped energy blast hit the demons, efficiently ending the fight.
Gene approached the two and asked, "You guys done? Can I move on?"
Charles groaned and said, "Yeah, you won. My back..."
Gene walked back to the door, following Neil out.
After they left, Irene got up holding her ass. "Ugh... My ass hurts, but I'm wet from the spanking. Forgive me, dear, for getting turned on from being spanked by another man."
"It's not exactly your fault, honey. I did kind of train you to like it. Anyway, can you fix my back?"
She nodded and began pulling, jerking, and twisting to fix his back, which worked. Aside from the lingering pain, he was as good as new. Irene then used some healing magic to get rid of the pain in both of them. "We're healed, but I'm still wet to my knees," she said, speaking in a voice that would arouse even a woman-hating gay man.
Charles smiled at her with the kind of smile that'd make even a man-hating lesbian feel faint. "Let's take care of that right now."
The two of them began their "sexual healing", which would last for the rest of the day.
...
Neil lead Gene to the CEO's office. "The CEO, Genevieve, is in here. She's far above all the others, not only in her skill at running this company, but also in all forms of combat and magic. Do NOT take her lightly or you'll regret it."
Gene shrugged. "A good opponent would be a nice change. I just want you guys off my ass, okay?"
They entered the office.
Part 7
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As Gene stepped inside, he was nearly overwhelmed by the sight of the neatest, tidiest, most organized-looking office he'd ever seen. Actually, it was the neatest, tidiest, most organized-looking place he had ever seen, but... Anyway, as he looked around the room, he saw bookshelves lining the walls, filled with various kinds of books. They included, but were not limited to, books of various business-related techniques, law, and foreign culture. Genevieve was sitting at her desk, somewhat upset that he didn't notice her right away. She called out to him in a gentle, welcoming tone. "Good afternoon, Gene. Congratulations on making it this far. You've met my expectations so far, and I hope you'll continue to do so."
He looked at her and nearly fell on his ass. She was gorgeous! Her bright red hair was done up in a bun, which she managed to make look good, and she was wearing a typical "office lady" business skirt. Her chest size was quite noticeable, and despite the fact that she was wearing pantyhose, Gene could tell she had damn fine legs. As he approached, he noticed she had beautiful sapphire-blue eyes. If she was wearing any makeup, he couldn't see it. She seemed to be going "au naturel", but was still unbelievably attractive.
Noticing that Gene was stunned speechless, she said, "Well? Do you have any questions before we begin?"
This snapped him out of his stupor. "Uh, yeah. Why are you after me? All your underlings keep saying that they think it's because I have the God Hands. Is that really it? You want me for extra muscle or whatever?"
She cracked an amused smile. "Not at all. I'll reveal to you my plans and intentions concerning you only if you beat me. If you're worthy, I'll tell you everything. If not, I'll kick you out." She gave him an innocent smile that unnerved him more than anything.
"So you're not going to tell me unless I win? You won't even give me any hints?"
"No. Now, if you have no other questions, follow me." She got up and led Gene and Neil to the elevator. The three of them rode it to the roof. Being in an elevator only made Gene more aware of Genevieve's perfect proportions. Her outfit somehow only served to show off her curves. As they stepped out onto the roof, she led the way again, guiding them up some steps and into the helipad. Neil waited at the top of the steps, allowing Gene and Genevieve to move on. Gene stopped at one side of the circle that surrounded the H, which prompted Genevieve to stop at the other. She turned around and looked at him seriously. "Since I don't want to risk damaging my office or anything in it, we'll be fighting here. I'll put up a barrier so we won't have to worry about any long falls that are stopped by hard pavement." She did so, causing a transparent yellow box to enclose the helipad. "By the way, did you know that your name is part of mine?"
Gene scratched his head for a second. "Oh, you mean how your name starts with G-E-N-E, which is my name. Strange little coincidence."
"Quite. Now, I assure you I won't be nearly as easy to beat as my predecessors." She turned to Neil. "Do the honors."
Neil nodded. "Yes, ma'am. ...As before, God Hand, it's not a fight to the death. The two of you fight until one of you yields. Are you both ready?" He watched Gene crack his knuckles while nodding confidently. Genevieve simply grinned in acknowledgement. Neil continued, "Then BEGIN!"
Gene assumed his usual stance while Genevieve took up what looked like some sort of Kung Fu stance. He shook his head. "At least you're not using a whip..."
She shrugged. "I heard about you fighting demon bitches with whips. You had a bit of a hard time, from what I've read."
"Yeah. Anyway, so I don't even get any hints or clues as to why all this was necessary?"
"Not unless you win."
They circled each other, looking for an opening. Finally, they got bored, knowing that someone had to move for the battle to progress. They dashed up to each other and began attacking. Their attacks were so fast that no human could follow them. Even Neil, with his Werewolf senses, had trouble following their movements and even lost them a few times. The two jumped away from each other and reassumed their fighting stances. This time, however, Genevieve assumed a different stance. Gene instantly recognized it as Azel's style. He rushed in with a flying kick, which she dodged by ducking under it. She tried to counter with a mid-level kick to his back, but he timed his handspring backflip to allow him to jump over it. He threw a Left Hook, but she redirected his fist, trying to hit him with her right elbow in the process. She missed because he leaned back. After her elbow passed where his head was, he leaned back in, trying an elbow of his own. She dodged in the same way that he had, and managed to hit him in the face with her left fist.
As he staggered back, surprised at her strength, she smiled and said, "It seems I landed the first hit. Have you met your match, God Hand?"
Gene shook it off. "In a fight, it's the last hit that matters!"
He rushed in with a feint from his left knee, then dodged her Elbow Spin and hit her at the same time via Drunken Twist. She gave him a smile of approval, then tried a Right Roundhouse. Gene dodged it and hit her with a Hand Plant Kick, then tried to hit her while she was in the air with Floating Butterfly. She flipped out of it and came at him with a low kick, aimed at his shin. He did several handsprings until he was a decent distance away, then took his wide stance, cocking back his right fist, choosing a God Roulette technique to use. He chose Head Slicer. When he launched the blade of godly energy, Genevieve's head went flying off, hitting the ceiling of the "barrier box" before landing and rolling a few feet.
When he saw what happened, he cringed. "Shit. Well, that happens sometimes. I guess I won..." He turned his back and started to walk to the stairs. Strangely, Neil shook his head and gestured toward Genevieve. Gene turned around to see her headless body standing there, arms crossed, looking annoyed. Her seemingly-severed head spoke. "The fight isn't over, Gene. Don't tell me you're giving up?"
He pointed at her, looking between her head and body. "B-but, how? I mean-"
She cut him off, saying, "I'm a Dullahan. My head can come off from time to time and I don't die from it. Now, are you going to quit, or are you going to prove yourself to me?" Her body reached out for hear head, causing the head to float into the body's hands. She put her head back on while waiting for his response.
After he got over the initial shock of apparently beheading the woman, then watching as her head spoke, followed by seeing the body reattach the head, he said, "I'm the God Hand. I'm going to win. Anyway, what's this 'prove myself to you' thing? Or is that 'top secret' until I win?"
She grinned. "If you want to know, you have to win. Now, come on!"
She charged at him, doing a sliding kick, which he dodged with a side-dash. He unleashed the God Hands, staggering her with the release of energy. He then turned the battle's tide in his favor by hitting her with a flurry of punches from a combo consisting of Chin Music, Punch Rush, Sugar Gene Combo, Floating Butterfly, and Stinging Bee. In no time, she was dizzy, which easily allowed him to grab her head and pull it off after the Deistic Braces came back onto his arm. As soon as he did, he met with the strange scene of her body reaching for the head while the head shouted, "Give it back!"
He ran several steps away and started bouncing her head off his feet as one would do with a Soccer ball. He rushed back and forth from one side of the helipad to the other, evading Genevieve's body the whole time, while keeping her head in the air. He was essentially playing Monkey in the Middle, with her body as the monkey, her head as the object, and him as both people keeping the object from the monkey. After doing this for a couple of minutes, he caught her head in his hands, tossed it up into the air, then launched it at her body with a Barrel Roll Kick. Her head hitting her body with that speed and force knocked the latter down. As her body stood back up, it made her head float back over to it. Once she stood back up and reattached her head, she glared at him. "Gene, that was the kind of thing a total asshole would do."
Gene shrugged. "I don't claim to not be one. I did some pretty harsh things to the Four Devas and their minions, too, you know. Anyway, you give up yet?"
Genevieve shook her head defiantly. "Not a chance. I'm not giving up until I'm completely satisfied with your power and skill."
"Suit yourself." He dashed in with a sliding kick, which she hopped over. She managed to punch him in the face twice before he could dodge away. Immediately after his dodge, she rushed in and began trying to pummel him with punches, just like he occasionally does to some of his enemies. He quickly meeting her fists with his. His final punch was just a little bit faster, though, and it sent her flying into the wall of the barrier box. Her head started to come off from the force of impact, but she caught it and firmly put it back on. She pushed off the wall and began running at him. She ended up trying to ram him with her shoulder, which he dodged with a side-dash. He followed up with a few random punches and a High Side Kick. She tried to counter with what was essentially the same Kung Fu Samba that he and Azel used. He easily dodged every strike with ducking and weaving, except the last which required a handspring backflip.
"Try this!" she yelled as she surrounded her arm with what looked like purple fire. She used it to mimic Gene's Shockwave technique. He dashed to the side to dodge it, surprised that she could imitate his Roulette techniques. His surprise faded as he chose another Roulette technique to use on her, this time it being Chain Yanker. It left her stunned, open for an easy pummeling. After he sent her into the wall again, she once again jumped back up, ready to continue. She tried to use three more imitation Shockwaves, but Gene dodged them.
He exhaled sharply and said, "Don't you know when to give up? The results of our fight so far show that I'll win. Why-"
She interrupted, saying, "Because I have to be sure! Now, let's keep going!"
"You sure are stubborn."
"Most Dullahans are."
"Well, since I want to end this quick, I'll step it up a little..."
Gene unleashed the God Hands again, rushing in with his tried and true combo of Chin Music, Punch Rush, Sugar Gene Combo, Floating Butterfly, Stinging Bee, Triple Side Kick. As long as he could maintain the unleashed mode, he kept hitting her with the storm of hits, overwhelming her. When he felt the "time limit" of his unleashed mode coming near, he knocked her away with Palm Smash. She was obviously getting worn down, as her clothes were showing signs of damage and she was much slower in getting back up. Still, she got back up, which meant that the fight had to continue. Gene was getting tired of this. He decided to bide his time, waiting and dodging, occasionally hitting her letting his tension build up again. When it did, he once again unleashed the God Hands and beat the living hell out of her. When the end drew near this time, he fully charged an Invincible Fist and nailed her with it, sending her into the wall again, this time ending the fight.
When Genevieve hit the wall, she slumped down into a sitting position and her head fell into her lap. It landed in such a way that she could still see Gene, however, and now she looked upon him with great admiration. He had proven himself worthy of her, without question. "Excellent job, Gene. Now, I can tell you why I did all this."
Gene walked over to her and sat down in front of her. "I'm all ears."
She put her head back on. "I've been looking for a man lately. I want a good-looking, kind, strong, and just man for a husband. You and your exploits caught my attention, which led me to set up this whole test. A test that you passed."
"So you weren't after the God Hands? You were after me?"
"Yes. Are you okay with that?"
"What about your employees' guesses and stuff? What about Olivia?"
"I don't need any extra muscle. I don't need the God Hand himself to act as my bodyguard or anything of the sort. As for that annoying child, she'll be completely ignored. If the God Hand is no longer with her, she should have nothing to fear, especially if we announce such. She'll have to get some kind of job rather than leech off of you like she's been doing, but I'm sure she can manage. ...You don't actually want to stay with her, do you?"
"Hell no! She's been nothing but a pain in the ass! Like Neil said, if you hadn't met her and didn't know any better, you could mistake her for a Dark Elf! Being free from her would be the kind of blessing that only happens in fiction, though. She's not going to let me go just like that."
"Well, today, I offer you the chance to turn fiction into reality. You can be free of her. You just have to accept me. Can you love a Dullahan?"
"One as hot as you? Of course! Also, you seem like a nice lady, if a bit hard-headed."
"If it weren't for my hard head, I'd have been seriously injured from your earlier antics."
They both laughed.
Gene asked, "So what happens now?"
Genevieve answered, "Now, we'll plan the wedding. If your little 'master' won't let you go, I can take care of that easily."
"You're not going to kill her, are you?"
"Of course not. There's a position open in our mail-sorting room. After a little bit of memory wiping, she can work there, out of our way, and you'll be free."
"Well, I guess I can't complain. Let's do it."
Genevieve took down her barrier and she, Gene, and Niel all went back into the building. Niel returned to his post while Genevieve left Gene outside her office, telling him to wait for a few minutes. After those few minutes, she stepped out, wearing a fresh, clean, undamaged outfit that looked exactly like the one she was wearing earlier. She and Gene went back to the hotel that he and Olivia were supposed to be staying at. After some introductions, an altercation, and some thrown furniture, Genevieve took off her head, allowing her to quickly gather some of the energy she held in her body into her hand, forming it into a scythe. She slashed Olivia with it, causing Gene to protest until she "dismissed" the scythe and put her head back on, explaining that this was the first step of the now-obviously-necessary memory wiping. Genevieve did everything necessary to remake Olivia into an ordinary employee that worked in the mail-sorting room. When she was done, Olivia didn't remember her past, now believing herself to have come from a much brighter one. She no longer remembered the slaughter of her clan, nor did she remember anything about the God Hands. She no longer knew Gene, either. Also, she was much nicer and more polite. Gene and Genevieve agreed that it was a definite improvement.
Weeks later, Gene and Genevieve got married. They had an incredibly happy marriage, later having two kids. Gene taught them self-defense, and shared with them his morals and beliefs of justice, while Genevieve taught them things that school didn't, such as highly advanced math and business administration. Their kids grew up to be great people, taking over the company when Genevieve decided to retire. Gene and Genevieve had truly earned their happy end.
He looked at her and nearly fell on his ass. She was gorgeous! Her bright red hair was done up in a bun, which she managed to make look good, and she was wearing a typical "office lady" business skirt. Her chest size was quite noticeable, and despite the fact that she was wearing pantyhose, Gene could tell she had damn fine legs. As he approached, he noticed she had beautiful sapphire-blue eyes. If she was wearing any makeup, he couldn't see it. She seemed to be going "au naturel", but was still unbelievably attractive.
Noticing that Gene was stunned speechless, she said, "Well? Do you have any questions before we begin?"
This snapped him out of his stupor. "Uh, yeah. Why are you after me? All your underlings keep saying that they think it's because I have the God Hands. Is that really it? You want me for extra muscle or whatever?"
She cracked an amused smile. "Not at all. I'll reveal to you my plans and intentions concerning you only if you beat me. If you're worthy, I'll tell you everything. If not, I'll kick you out." She gave him an innocent smile that unnerved him more than anything.
"So you're not going to tell me unless I win? You won't even give me any hints?"
"No. Now, if you have no other questions, follow me." She got up and led Gene and Neil to the elevator. The three of them rode it to the roof. Being in an elevator only made Gene more aware of Genevieve's perfect proportions. Her outfit somehow only served to show off her curves. As they stepped out onto the roof, she led the way again, guiding them up some steps and into the helipad. Neil waited at the top of the steps, allowing Gene and Genevieve to move on. Gene stopped at one side of the circle that surrounded the H, which prompted Genevieve to stop at the other. She turned around and looked at him seriously. "Since I don't want to risk damaging my office or anything in it, we'll be fighting here. I'll put up a barrier so we won't have to worry about any long falls that are stopped by hard pavement." She did so, causing a transparent yellow box to enclose the helipad. "By the way, did you know that your name is part of mine?"
Gene scratched his head for a second. "Oh, you mean how your name starts with G-E-N-E, which is my name. Strange little coincidence."
"Quite. Now, I assure you I won't be nearly as easy to beat as my predecessors." She turned to Neil. "Do the honors."
Neil nodded. "Yes, ma'am. ...As before, God Hand, it's not a fight to the death. The two of you fight until one of you yields. Are you both ready?" He watched Gene crack his knuckles while nodding confidently. Genevieve simply grinned in acknowledgement. Neil continued, "Then BEGIN!"
Gene assumed his usual stance while Genevieve took up what looked like some sort of Kung Fu stance. He shook his head. "At least you're not using a whip..."
She shrugged. "I heard about you fighting demon bitches with whips. You had a bit of a hard time, from what I've read."
"Yeah. Anyway, so I don't even get any hints or clues as to why all this was necessary?"
"Not unless you win."
They circled each other, looking for an opening. Finally, they got bored, knowing that someone had to move for the battle to progress. They dashed up to each other and began attacking. Their attacks were so fast that no human could follow them. Even Neil, with his Werewolf senses, had trouble following their movements and even lost them a few times. The two jumped away from each other and reassumed their fighting stances. This time, however, Genevieve assumed a different stance. Gene instantly recognized it as Azel's style. He rushed in with a flying kick, which she dodged by ducking under it. She tried to counter with a mid-level kick to his back, but he timed his handspring backflip to allow him to jump over it. He threw a Left Hook, but she redirected his fist, trying to hit him with her right elbow in the process. She missed because he leaned back. After her elbow passed where his head was, he leaned back in, trying an elbow of his own. She dodged in the same way that he had, and managed to hit him in the face with her left fist.
As he staggered back, surprised at her strength, she smiled and said, "It seems I landed the first hit. Have you met your match, God Hand?"
Gene shook it off. "In a fight, it's the last hit that matters!"
He rushed in with a feint from his left knee, then dodged her Elbow Spin and hit her at the same time via Drunken Twist. She gave him a smile of approval, then tried a Right Roundhouse. Gene dodged it and hit her with a Hand Plant Kick, then tried to hit her while she was in the air with Floating Butterfly. She flipped out of it and came at him with a low kick, aimed at his shin. He did several handsprings until he was a decent distance away, then took his wide stance, cocking back his right fist, choosing a God Roulette technique to use. He chose Head Slicer. When he launched the blade of godly energy, Genevieve's head went flying off, hitting the ceiling of the "barrier box" before landing and rolling a few feet.
When he saw what happened, he cringed. "Shit. Well, that happens sometimes. I guess I won..." He turned his back and started to walk to the stairs. Strangely, Neil shook his head and gestured toward Genevieve. Gene turned around to see her headless body standing there, arms crossed, looking annoyed. Her seemingly-severed head spoke. "The fight isn't over, Gene. Don't tell me you're giving up?"
He pointed at her, looking between her head and body. "B-but, how? I mean-"
She cut him off, saying, "I'm a Dullahan. My head can come off from time to time and I don't die from it. Now, are you going to quit, or are you going to prove yourself to me?" Her body reached out for hear head, causing the head to float into the body's hands. She put her head back on while waiting for his response.
After he got over the initial shock of apparently beheading the woman, then watching as her head spoke, followed by seeing the body reattach the head, he said, "I'm the God Hand. I'm going to win. Anyway, what's this 'prove myself to you' thing? Or is that 'top secret' until I win?"
She grinned. "If you want to know, you have to win. Now, come on!"
She charged at him, doing a sliding kick, which he dodged with a side-dash. He unleashed the God Hands, staggering her with the release of energy. He then turned the battle's tide in his favor by hitting her with a flurry of punches from a combo consisting of Chin Music, Punch Rush, Sugar Gene Combo, Floating Butterfly, and Stinging Bee. In no time, she was dizzy, which easily allowed him to grab her head and pull it off after the Deistic Braces came back onto his arm. As soon as he did, he met with the strange scene of her body reaching for the head while the head shouted, "Give it back!"
He ran several steps away and started bouncing her head off his feet as one would do with a Soccer ball. He rushed back and forth from one side of the helipad to the other, evading Genevieve's body the whole time, while keeping her head in the air. He was essentially playing Monkey in the Middle, with her body as the monkey, her head as the object, and him as both people keeping the object from the monkey. After doing this for a couple of minutes, he caught her head in his hands, tossed it up into the air, then launched it at her body with a Barrel Roll Kick. Her head hitting her body with that speed and force knocked the latter down. As her body stood back up, it made her head float back over to it. Once she stood back up and reattached her head, she glared at him. "Gene, that was the kind of thing a total asshole would do."
Gene shrugged. "I don't claim to not be one. I did some pretty harsh things to the Four Devas and their minions, too, you know. Anyway, you give up yet?"
Genevieve shook her head defiantly. "Not a chance. I'm not giving up until I'm completely satisfied with your power and skill."
"Suit yourself." He dashed in with a sliding kick, which she hopped over. She managed to punch him in the face twice before he could dodge away. Immediately after his dodge, she rushed in and began trying to pummel him with punches, just like he occasionally does to some of his enemies. He quickly meeting her fists with his. His final punch was just a little bit faster, though, and it sent her flying into the wall of the barrier box. Her head started to come off from the force of impact, but she caught it and firmly put it back on. She pushed off the wall and began running at him. She ended up trying to ram him with her shoulder, which he dodged with a side-dash. He followed up with a few random punches and a High Side Kick. She tried to counter with what was essentially the same Kung Fu Samba that he and Azel used. He easily dodged every strike with ducking and weaving, except the last which required a handspring backflip.
"Try this!" she yelled as she surrounded her arm with what looked like purple fire. She used it to mimic Gene's Shockwave technique. He dashed to the side to dodge it, surprised that she could imitate his Roulette techniques. His surprise faded as he chose another Roulette technique to use on her, this time it being Chain Yanker. It left her stunned, open for an easy pummeling. After he sent her into the wall again, she once again jumped back up, ready to continue. She tried to use three more imitation Shockwaves, but Gene dodged them.
He exhaled sharply and said, "Don't you know when to give up? The results of our fight so far show that I'll win. Why-"
She interrupted, saying, "Because I have to be sure! Now, let's keep going!"
"You sure are stubborn."
"Most Dullahans are."
"Well, since I want to end this quick, I'll step it up a little..."
Gene unleashed the God Hands again, rushing in with his tried and true combo of Chin Music, Punch Rush, Sugar Gene Combo, Floating Butterfly, Stinging Bee, Triple Side Kick. As long as he could maintain the unleashed mode, he kept hitting her with the storm of hits, overwhelming her. When he felt the "time limit" of his unleashed mode coming near, he knocked her away with Palm Smash. She was obviously getting worn down, as her clothes were showing signs of damage and she was much slower in getting back up. Still, she got back up, which meant that the fight had to continue. Gene was getting tired of this. He decided to bide his time, waiting and dodging, occasionally hitting her letting his tension build up again. When it did, he once again unleashed the God Hands and beat the living hell out of her. When the end drew near this time, he fully charged an Invincible Fist and nailed her with it, sending her into the wall again, this time ending the fight.
When Genevieve hit the wall, she slumped down into a sitting position and her head fell into her lap. It landed in such a way that she could still see Gene, however, and now she looked upon him with great admiration. He had proven himself worthy of her, without question. "Excellent job, Gene. Now, I can tell you why I did all this."
Gene walked over to her and sat down in front of her. "I'm all ears."
She put her head back on. "I've been looking for a man lately. I want a good-looking, kind, strong, and just man for a husband. You and your exploits caught my attention, which led me to set up this whole test. A test that you passed."
"So you weren't after the God Hands? You were after me?"
"Yes. Are you okay with that?"
"What about your employees' guesses and stuff? What about Olivia?"
"I don't need any extra muscle. I don't need the God Hand himself to act as my bodyguard or anything of the sort. As for that annoying child, she'll be completely ignored. If the God Hand is no longer with her, she should have nothing to fear, especially if we announce such. She'll have to get some kind of job rather than leech off of you like she's been doing, but I'm sure she can manage. ...You don't actually want to stay with her, do you?"
"Hell no! She's been nothing but a pain in the ass! Like Neil said, if you hadn't met her and didn't know any better, you could mistake her for a Dark Elf! Being free from her would be the kind of blessing that only happens in fiction, though. She's not going to let me go just like that."
"Well, today, I offer you the chance to turn fiction into reality. You can be free of her. You just have to accept me. Can you love a Dullahan?"
"One as hot as you? Of course! Also, you seem like a nice lady, if a bit hard-headed."
"If it weren't for my hard head, I'd have been seriously injured from your earlier antics."
They both laughed.
Gene asked, "So what happens now?"
Genevieve answered, "Now, we'll plan the wedding. If your little 'master' won't let you go, I can take care of that easily."
"You're not going to kill her, are you?"
"Of course not. There's a position open in our mail-sorting room. After a little bit of memory wiping, she can work there, out of our way, and you'll be free."
"Well, I guess I can't complain. Let's do it."
Genevieve took down her barrier and she, Gene, and Niel all went back into the building. Niel returned to his post while Genevieve left Gene outside her office, telling him to wait for a few minutes. After those few minutes, she stepped out, wearing a fresh, clean, undamaged outfit that looked exactly like the one she was wearing earlier. She and Gene went back to the hotel that he and Olivia were supposed to be staying at. After some introductions, an altercation, and some thrown furniture, Genevieve took off her head, allowing her to quickly gather some of the energy she held in her body into her hand, forming it into a scythe. She slashed Olivia with it, causing Gene to protest until she "dismissed" the scythe and put her head back on, explaining that this was the first step of the now-obviously-necessary memory wiping. Genevieve did everything necessary to remake Olivia into an ordinary employee that worked in the mail-sorting room. When she was done, Olivia didn't remember her past, now believing herself to have come from a much brighter one. She no longer remembered the slaughter of her clan, nor did she remember anything about the God Hands. She no longer knew Gene, either. Also, she was much nicer and more polite. Gene and Genevieve agreed that it was a definite improvement.
Weeks later, Gene and Genevieve got married. They had an incredibly happy marriage, later having two kids. Gene taught them self-defense, and shared with them his morals and beliefs of justice, while Genevieve taught them things that school didn't, such as highly advanced math and business administration. Their kids grew up to be great people, taking over the company when Genevieve decided to retire. Gene and Genevieve had truly earned their happy end.