Chapter 6

A voice from behind the men spoke,"You are in one hell of a situation my young cadets.'

They all turn around to see a large man in a pair of blue jeans, a blue t-shirt, and a pair of white suspenders holding up his pants.

Joe shouted, “Coach J why are you doing here? Not that I don’t mind your assistance.’

The old warrior spoke, "You all are a bunch of slackers!"

The men had all done what they had could fight in this battle, but here the battle harden coach says that they are just playing around in a circle jerk. He softens the mood with a rarely seen smile.

“That’s why I am here today to save your candy asses from certain doom. Big you should have done better than you had done, but you had only taken the beginner course!”

The whole unit all looked at Joe with disbelief that one of the greatest athletes on the planet was a mere amateur.

Joe spoke, "I had always known that you were holding back but I never knew how much."

Coach J spoke, "I could beat you all with just using one percent of my power in your current state."

Pete came unglued by the statement and went lunging for the Giganto when the rest of the unit

had completely entrapped the angry man.

The old warrior spoke, "Good fighting spirit you have because you will all need tomorrow. I will give all the food and drink you need with a good night's rest. You can see that I had warped the space behind myself. The Ibor forces won't bother us for the next thirty years."

Joe spoke, "He isn't joking as each year in this space will only be one day outside."

The rest of the unit knew that Joe wasn’t a bullshitter and made no bluffs.

Coach J spoke, "You'll have your room fitted to your individual's needs, but I have your workout at least sixteen hours a day. I will let you all rest on the Sabbath, but I will spend all your at

church. If you don’t I will make workout twice as hard.”

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The men had a good night earning enough calories to the training ahead. At dinner, Deathmask was troubled.

Billy spoke, "What's wrong boss?"

The officer spoke, "I am worried by our comrades that we are leaving behind. What will happen to them in our absence?'

Coach J spoke, "War is never pretty boy, but you need to live so that more battles can be won. You can't do anything about it, so don't worry about it."

The young officer was still at uneasy, but he hadn't any way to expel this apprehension that he was feeling. This caused him to have insomnia, as he was just laying in bed praying in tongues. He had done since he had obtained God's spirit within his flesh. He broke his concentration, as he heard a knock on the door.

Deathmask spoke, "It's open!"

It was Billy that came in.

The farmer spoke, "I feel in my spirit that you're troubled brother and I came to here to see if I could help you.”

Deathmask was just in his t-shirt and boxers laying on top of his bed's covers and he sat up to get up.

The speedster spoke, “No need to get up, as I can just sit in your chair against the wall.”

Billy did just that and begun to speak, "We'll have our limitations and it hurt me when you spoke about my glass jaw. I didn't say anything, as I had work to do. We are the fastest pair in the unit

when it comes to pure natural speed. Big is a close third being a world champion and all. You two alien whatever can take so much darn damage that it makes me ill inside over how of a glass cannon I am."

Deathmask smiled at the encouragement.

Billy spoke some more.

“You as our leader had taken a blade through you, while Big was burnt to a crisp by the troopers. The rest of the group was knocked out cold by some means. I was captured by a toy spider, which made me angry inside to the point I want to curse.”

Deathmask spoke, "I was only saved by the mask and not due to my own doing. I still don't know how I am supposed to some sort of alien warlord, as I was taken completely by surprise."

Billy spoke, "That makes two of us then, but we have three decades to change that. The coach can help us bring out strengths and help hide our weaknesses. I felt a bit of his power when he said what that we were massive jokes. Sometimes it takes a brick wall to make us look for another way to our goal."

Deathmask set up and put a hand on his new friend and prayed over him, while Billy did the same for his commander. They finished after a few minutes and Billy went back to his room to sleep.

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Thirty years go by and the men made better suited for the mission at hand. Deathmask was now six-feet eight-inches and two-hundred and seventy-six pounds. He was now a proper heavyweight

warrior with a thick brown goatee on his face, which made appear much older than he already was.

He appeared to be a fit twenty-year-old man. He was the leanest that he had ever been in his entire life.

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Kill Joy was a tall seven-feet tall and a firm three-hundred pounds. He had a scar over his left eye from the long training. Mr, Big just looked as if he was just a more mature version of him. His

body revealed some more muscle maturity in their shape and definition. Pete was a tall eight-foot and

weighed over five-hundred pounds, which was very thick for him.

Billy was a slim six-feet two-hundred and twenty pounds. He stayed about the same size to maximize his speed gains. Bob was a chunky two-hundred and forty pounds. He was in much better

shape than he was, despite having a huge gut. He had grown a long beard to match the stereotype

of a bearded dwarf.

The two Gigantos transformed into their armored forms: Joe remained mostly the same, while

Deathmask was a larger nine-feet seven-hundred-pound warrior.

The six-man unit had lined up in a straight line, while Coach J looked over them intently. This

made all of the men nervous, but they remained silent.”

He finally broke his silence.

“You’re shaping for pups, but I believe that you all will do much better than before. You won’t

have any more help from me on this mission since a master isn't to interfere in a pupil's fight. I had given you punks the tools to win, now just go out there and do it already."

they were now back in the humble prison cells, as they had never left. A guard was trying to open the door to the cell when Joe decided to punch the guard and door to little shards. It was now on!

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The unit stormed out in all directions while splitting up for now.

Deathmask was moving faster than Mach one hundred even without his Urano power suit. The faction had somehow made a one size fits all suit that forms to the user's size. Everyone, but Mr. Big was using a light armor for speed, while Joe had kept the heavy armor due to his size. It was a pure massacre, once the men had come back to their senses.

Billy spoke, "What have we done?"

They didn't have time to ponder that since large troops with powered chainsaws came into the scene.

Deathmask spoke, "You'll be the ones to get me last time! We won't see the same result as

last time!”

The troopers were colored green, which symbolized their power level. Green is level one, blue

is level two, yellow is three, orange is four, and red is level five. These troopers were too strong for Deathmask, but would the shoe be on the other foot this time?

The wannabe warlord fought one of the troopers cut him cleanly in half at the waist. But the battle wouldn’t be as easy as one would believe.

The maimed trooper performed a grazing attack on Deathmask before his torso hit the floor.

The officer screamed, "These guys aren't human, so completely destroy their bodies!"

The green trooper turned blue as his body formed back together. He was now as fast as Deathmask was.

The hero spoke, "Try again!"

Deathmask used Mach one-hundred and fifty to slice the troop to little slices. The armor turned orange and the body formed back to its original state. The trooper could now move post Mach

two-hundred.

Deathmask was slashed across his chest, but the wound didn’t tear through the thin armor of his

ninja garb.

The ninja laughed as he punctured through the chest of the trooper,

Deathmask spoke, "Try healing yourself, without this!

It was the foe’s still beating heart.

The trooper grabbed his chest and fell to the ground dead. One after another, troopers were being left dead on the ground.

A speaker in the room let out a horrible sound, "Our troopers can only move up or down one level! Try some level fours and higher on for sized!"

Each of the six men had a trooper ready to battle them.

Deathmask was the first to move and was quickly outclassed by the speeding foe who was moving at sub-Mach two-hundred and fifty.

Deathmask was getting hit after hit he spoke, "Why don't you try my top speed and see if you would do the same. The hero sped up Mach three-hundred (which was around a third of the speed of light)!

The trooper was burnt to dust by the punch of Deathmask.

But the victory wasn't for long since the formed into a red trooper.

Deathmask spoke, "So the show has finally begun!"

The two warriors were now moving at the same speed, dodging each other blows by mere inches. The trooper had the reach advantage on his right arm by a long shot.

Deathmask started to use his superior reaction time to move faster than the human limits. A normal person at their fastest can only react to a stimulus at point one seconds. He was moving at the twice that speed at point zero-five seconds! The trooper was completely helpless by the barrage of the Urano officer.

Big was only a little faster than he was before his second training under Coach J, but that wasn't any surprise as he was a powerful warrior that lusted for utterly crushing any foe. The ex-champion was always great with timing his moves, despite having a reaction time of point five seconds. That was ten times slower than Deathmask. That fact didn't worry him since his big mask gave him a one hundred times power boast when compared to the Deathmask's mere fifty times boost.

Mr. Big grabbed his trooper from behind and performed a throwing suplex that put the foe through the farthest wall.

The red trooper was screaming as he smashed the remaining wall with his knuckles, as he walked through the large opening that Joe had created. Joe slapped the helmeted face of the barehanded trooper, which knocked him down to his back. The proud trooper was seeing the ceiling while on his

back for the first time. He felt that such a position equaled weakness, even during sex with women. He had hit any woman that dared to do so.”

Big yelled, "What are you gonna do punk? Do you feel lucky? Well, do you punk?"

Enraged trooper lunged unto the back of the Giganto, but was countered by a judo throw from Big.

The foe was smashed unto the ground as if he was a fly and Big was a flyswatter. Only four troopers remained.