Not in Kansas Anymore (Open to 3)

It had been like any other day in his life. He went to school like everyone else, walking with his friend Vanna. They got to school, did their classes, and after wards, it was time to go to the Supernatural Study Club. Of course, the Club itself was just a cover up for a peerage of demons, headed by Aimee Chastain; but right now, Damian wasn't focusing on that. What he last remembered was battling a stray demon, and it used teleportation magic. He'd Boosted nine times, and as he was about to unleash a Dragon Shot, his beam was impeded by a portal. It apparently interacted, and sent him somewhere else.

It was night, it was cold, and it was raining. Damian had passed out after teleporting here, but upon waking up, he scanned his surroundings. An empty street, maybe near midnight, otherwise this street just wasn't busy. Off in the distance, there were fires, and it seemed like something in the sky was shooting beams down at the ground. This concerned Damian a lot, but he felt too weak to investigate.

Another thing he quickly noticed, was that he couldn't feel his connection to Aimee. Normally, because she was his master, he always was able to sense a sort of magical connection to her. But now, he couldn't feel it at all, as though it had been severed. Damian sat up in the middle of the street. He managed to stand up, and looked around.

"Where am I...?" he muttered to himself.

Unfortunately for Metamorphi, that's exactly what it was. The Zydons fired on both of them instantly, both laser beams from the Braves, who spread out to surround the newcomers, and Elects, who stayed a bit behind, blasting them with fire and ice attacks.

Damian felt a bit weak, but he knew he had to help with whatever was going on. He began to walk towards where the fighting was happening. As he was walking, he felt his fatigue improving over time. He might be able to fight now, if he had to. From here, Damian could hear the shouts and the beams, and went a bit faster.

When he got there, Damian noticed a few things. First, the enemy seemed to be the odd looking men in armor and hoods, they'd been the ones to drop down from the ship. Second, none of them noticed him. He could jsut walk away...but he had to help.

"Boosted Gear!"

At his vocal command, the red metal gauntlet appeared on his arm. It was like a dragon's claw, red and metallic, with a gem just on the back of the hand. Two gold spikes extended from the back. The gem glowed green as the gauntlet said, Boost!

Unfortunately, some of the Zydons heard him, turning and firing ice at him. Damian just barely managed to dodge, his wings extending. His wings were black, and somewhat reptilian. A demon's wings.

Damian dodged another spray of fire, and almost got grazed by a laser. All he could do right now was dodge out of the way, occasionally hitting them with his half-ton punch.

"Cover me!" Boost!

Damian felt like three Boosts was enough for now, and ran into the middle of the group. He seemed to be swarmed, which he had. They punched and kicked and Elects tried to stab him, and soon Damian couldn't even be seen. Then his voice leaked out. It wasn't so much as a proclamation of his attack as to himself.

"Take this...Dragon Shot!"

Suddenly red light showed inbetween the large amount of bodies surrounding Damian, and then a small explosion of red energy, sending all of the Zydon flying, knocking them all out at least, but there were still more. Damian had to wait before Boosting again.