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Tokio has never felt more scared in his life than he has now.
Johnny was coming after them with either his neck or his limbs, both of which hit VERY damn hard, judging by what Tokio saw them do to Azuma, and the bruises he saw once he picked his friend up.
“No regrets, okay?” Azuma asked him.
“You got it!” Tokio replied, as he raised his arm and by extension the syringe, to Azuma's forehead.
As soon as the needle entered his forehead- Tokio felt everything in his body change.
It was like his limbs were burning with energy, his organs bursting with life, his bones turning to metal, his flesh becoming something harder than concrete.
But for some reason...Tokio felt like he had zero weight in his body, whatsoever.
It was like he was in space, floating around while watching the asteroids go by and crash into nearby planets, and seeing all the stars inside the atmosphere.
It was more surreal than this one piece of art he saw with Azuma, when they were on a school field trip to an art museum.
The sensations Tokio was experiencing were sadly interrupted by a mohawk-wearing mollusk. "WHERE'D YA GOOO??!! YA LITTLE SEWER RATS!!" Johnny demanded to know, in a crazed, almost crack induced fashion.
He swung his neck around in a desperate attempt to find the brat's and kill them. When that didn't work, Johnny resorted to running, whilst still stretching his neck in the air.
"LEMME KILL YA! LEMME KILL YA! LEMME KILL YA! LEMME KILL YA! LEMME KILL YA!" He kept at it, until he noticed a body in the corner, hiding, while holding himself.
Johnny began to cackle as he turned his attention towards the person. "THERE'RE THE NUMBSKULLS.." With that, Johnny ran.
He shot his arms and fist towards the kid, and socked him right in the face. Causing the boy to stagger as Johnny roared with laughter.
However Johnny was so deep in the crazed state to notice his punch had somehow lost a lot of it's weight and momentum.
Anyway, Johnny's joy would soon end. For he wasn't the only newly made Choujin in the area.
A large amount of black feathers shot out from the boy's body and covered him as he got up...and began to float in the air.
Johnny's confidence was gone, replaced by fear and shock. "Wha-" He was interrupted by the feeling of a powerful fist, stronger than any that had punched him before, beating him in his face. Breaking his jaw, and a few of his teeth.
Tokio didn't know what he was doing. His fists felt tougher than ever before, and the muscles in his body felt firmer than ever before. But he also felt...weightless for some reason?
He couldn't explain it, but he felt energy within his palm's, urging him to raise them towards the sky, where Johnny was sent flying by his fist.
The mohawked mollusk screamed as he was sent into the sky by the impact...before he was then shot even further into the air by some kind of force.
"WAT! WUT?!" Johnny tried to make out as he was sucked into the atmosphere, unable to move his limbs properly as his body succumbed to the gravity around him.
"H-HELP M-M-MEH!!!" his pleas were not heard as he was being sent to a certain place, inhabited by mostly Choujin.
Tokio's eyes widened. Did he just...send him further into the atmosphere? It almost reminded him of that one western film he saw, where a farm boy from space fought a group of white clad soldier's with his trusty "Beamblade" weapon. What was the movie called again? Space Fights?
"URGH!" Tokio was interrupted from his thoughts, when he heard his friend grunting in pain, who was also still alive and breathing but needed to go to the hospital QUICK!
"AZUMA!" The boy yelled as he went to his best friend's side and carried him on his back, as he made their leave.
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Sometime later..
A blonde man with astral blue eyes, a rectangular face, with a large angular chin to match it had a bunch of papers in his hand.
"September 14, a male Choujin, aged 29 was caught using his powers to break into a vending machine. September 18, another male Choujin was spotted stalking a group of women. September 21..."
Sandek sat in his desk, in his office, looking at files of some of the recent Choujin-based incident's and crimes, namely the one committed by Chandra on the First Aviation plane, which led to Otta being turned into a Choujin via contagion.
He wondered if he'd be forced to duel with Batista soon, due to encountering Chandra again at such a random time, which stressed him out, due to his regret's regarding his little brother.
As he slowly got up from his seat, he began to feel something.
"W-What?!..." Sandek steadied himself as he processed what he felt.
It reminded him of himself and his brother.
He felt gravity being used.
Was Batista close?! No, it felt very crazed and less restrained, but it couldn't possibly be Zora could it?
He heard his door open up, suddenly, with a erratic Seiko being the one who opened it. "WE HAVE AN EMERGENCY, MR. SANDEK!"
His eyes shot open. "What's the situation, Kiira?" his voice was concerned and commanding at the same time.
"There's a badly injured Choujin with a limb-elongation ability floating towards us, screaming about syringes and a "black-haired monster" doing it to him." the Lie Detector Choujin wheezed out- the long run she took to get to Sandek's office had took a toll on her stamina.
Sandek paled. "Syringes?! Floating?! Black-haired monster?!"
That confirmed it- Batista was back.
"It also appears that his jaw has been broken by an extreme amount of...force, as far as our analysts can tell. Like there was added weight to it."
The Keeper ran from his desk and went to a rack on the left-side of the room and put on his trust bandana before opening the window and flying out much to Seiko's shock.
"Mr. Sandek! Hold on a minute!"
"This is an emergency, Kiira!" although he felt horrible for scaring her like this, he had to stop his brother before people got hurt.
It took 3 minutes before he got to the source of the gravity he felt.
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Tokio felt a shiver run down his spine, as he carried Azuma out of the area, into the city- but he focused more on what he just did.
Tokio didn't know how, but due to the fact that he somehow managed to slightly levitate in the air, along with him pulling a force in the sky to smack Johnny to the ground, leaving his mangled body in the dirt and cement, Tokio had came to the conclusion that he somehow managed to manipulate gravity.
And that wasn't even getting into the bird beaked mask on his face, or the way his whole body felt.
"What's wrong with my body?" Tokio felt weightless, as though he was a blow up figure at a convenient store, albeit human sized. Instead of a high school kid with a normal amount of weight.
His body began to float again- which ended up brining Azuma in the air along with him- which woke his friend up in the process.
Azuma's golden eyes shot open. "W-WHAT THE?!" the blonde boy screamed, as he realized he was above the ground and in a different location than previously.
"T-Tokio what is happen...ning..." as soon as he saw what Tokio looked like, he freezed- almost literally, it was very cold outside.
Tokio panicked. "Azuma, look I can explain-" he was interrupted by a large figure landing on the ground, almost flawlessly which terrified both of them at the suddenness of it.
The man shot them a furious glare. "BATISTA! I thought you'd know better than to start trouble this close to Yamato Mori's...base...what the?!"
The furious look on Sandek's face had vanished, and in it's place his eyes widened upon seeing a boy with a boney bird face along with another, normal looking boy floating instead of the Nue Chimera he was searching for.
"W-who are you?!" Tokio whimpered, he felt a force similar to his coming off of the man, only his was much stronger.
"You're not Batista..." The blonde man had paled.
"W-who's Batista?" The boy with the bird mask responded. "I'm really sorry sir, but I don't know anybody with that name, m-my name's Tokio, Tokio Kurohara."
Sandek blinked, before his eyes softened. "My apologies, I didn't mean to startle you boys, my name is Sandek Hoshi, you can refer to me as Yamato's Choujin protector."
"C-Choujin?!" Both of the boys said at the same time. This detail shocked Tokio. Not only was this man a Choujin, but he seemed to have the same powers he had, minus the physical buff(though perhaps he had that too?).
The elder Choujin nodded. "Yes, I work for Yamato Mori, I'm sure you've heard of it, yes?"
"No, not really..." The black-haired boy murmured.
"Yamato Mori? I've heard a few things about it. But honestly, not too much." Azuma responded.
Sandek had taken a look at their current state's again and felt energy purely radiating off of the black-haired one...
Wait! Black hair... Sandek was taken aback by what he had now thought of.
"Little Choujin, are you the one causing you and your friend here to levitate?"
"L-little Choujin?! I-No way!" Tokio's heart dropped. "I'm a Choujin now?!"
"You appear to be, but I need you to answer me. Are you the one who is causing this phenomenon?" Sandek asked, with a soft tone to his deep voice.
"I think I am! There was this Choujin who attacked the both of us earlier and after I hit him in the face- I didn't know how, but I caused him fly to the sky."
The man had a look of pure shock and surprise on his face. "Come with me back to Yamato Mori HQ, boys...I know I can help you."