Tokyo Tower

Inuki Saito was not enjoying herself. She felt sick, she felt tired and she was terrified of the state of the world. Little information had been given in regards to the creatures reportedly seen in some of the places that were destroyed or disturbed by unprecedented disasters and attacks and it appeared that Paris was a hot bed for them. She settled on a park bench, unable to believe that the latest news had come from Tokyo, as a train station was ravaged by two combatants with these strange powers that were all over the news feeds. Inuki reveled in logic and realism and she was having a hard time understanding what was happening. The idea of her world changing was baffling and she wanted nothing more than to simply deny what was happening around her but that wasn't going to happen. Be in that these beings were aliens, demons or the worst beasts from nightmares, they were real and Inuki couldn't get her head around that fact.
Inuki loved Tokyo tower but now it seemed like a distant memory that she could come to this place and just sit, watching passersby, listening to her iPod and letting her troubles drift to the top of Tokyo Tower as if they hadn't existed. This was her favorite place in all of Tokyo. Shiba park was a beautiful place and Inuki wanted nothing more to be there. This was one time when Tokyo Tower, her shining beacon of hope was going to do little for her.
That was when she saw the man; the one with the sad black eyes. He looked toward her and she smiled but he did not return the gesture. In fact, his face was blank, stoic, and she looked away from him quickly. His eyes were so empty, so hollow.
She crossed her right leg over the left and slowly kicked her right foot back and forth but she stopped when she realized that the man had simply stopped walking nearly fifteen feet away from where she sat. She looked toward him and diverted her attention quickly to the tower but her eyesight slowly drifted back to him as she sat forward just a little. This was was unsettling, in his dingy jeans and black t-shirt covered in dust. She said, "Umm...hello, sir." but the man did nothing.
She tried to get a better view of his face but that was when she saw the blood running down his chin. She pressed her left hand to her mouth and said, "Sir..." and then, "Are you alright," as she got to her feet to go to him but before she could move toward him the man screamed, pressing his hands to his face before a bone-shattering crack sounded from the man and his head tore backward so quickly that the back of his head slammed into his upper back and empty, bleeding eyes stared toward her. She screamed.
Why her? Why in broad daylight? Her screams drew attention to her and to the man. But he was hardly that anymore as black hands tore the shoulders away from bones and slithering blood and muscle as bones shattered and stretched and the horrible figure did a dance of ecstasy as it took its first breath, screeching toward the sky. Inuki felt as if the world has playing tricks on her, as if gravity had become more effective and she was brought to her knees. She was frozen in terror as the creature ahead of her turned and set its four eyes on her. she wished she were dreaming, she wanted to be so bad. She began to sob and she mumbled, "Dear God, please, if you are out there I just want you to take me away from this. I don't want to die..."
The monster stomped toward her, its straight mouth slowly curving into a wretched smile. The thing hovered above her, seeming to savor her plight, her fear. But that was only before it reached for her, taking her head in both hands, before it slid its claws into the back of her head and drank her dry.

They saw the cries before they saw the flood of people running from Shiba park. Adrian could only decipher bits and pieces of the screams and warning and apparently there was some kind of creature made of shadows attacking someone in the park. It was just a hunch, but Adrian had a feeling that it had something to do with the strange man that Yuko fought in the Harajuku station. By the fact that Yuko was already running ahead of Adrian and materializing her sword, Adrian new that she had drawn the same connection. He tried to call for her, but she was already moving much faster than he could keep up.

Yuko ran as fast as her sore feet would carry her. She couldn't let what happened in the subway station happen at Tokyo Tower. What she saw at Shiba park though was a nightmare on a whole other level than what she'd faced only hours before. It stood a broken remnant of a man. Its body was stretched out like that guy from the Fantastic Four comics. As it sensed Yuko near it removed its blackened and bloodied claws from the girl that had been its first victim. He paled corpse flopped to the ground and her eyes stared blankly into the afternoon sky; the light stolen from them and sucked into the lifeless orbs of this Thing. Yes, thing, that was the only way Yuko could think to describe it. Not waiting for it to move, Yuko launched into her attack, lunging forward and swinging her sword down from over her head, but this creature was astonishingly fast and it leaped backwards as her blade smashed into the concrete where the creature once stood. It's mouth curled in a twist smile as if mocking her; challenging her, daring her to face it. Somehow she seemed to see its abyssal eyes dance with laughter. Suddenly it released a blood curdling screech that made the hair stand up on the back of her neck and without warning Yuko was blown from her feet as an unseen blast of energy hurled her backward across shiba park. Unfortuantely, Yuko's flight was broken by a wooden park bench as she crashed into. Wood went flying in all directions and the bench moaned and cracked under her weight and that of the feather-like zweihander as it gave way and she fell on top of its ruins.

He body felt sore all over and she seemed to take the impact harder than she had in the station. She was still weakened from her earlier fight and hadn't had enough time to recover. Before Yuko could pull herself together the creature was on her, materializing a large black blade of its own. It struck down at her and she didn't have the strength to raise her sword in time. Then suddenly Adrian was there in front of her, arms out in a defensive manner.

"Back off!" he shouted at the creature and Yuko was astonished at why he would even think that would work. What happened next came as a surprise to both of them. His voice shot through octaves as if run through the worlds largest amplifier. The ground began to shake around them and suddenly the concrete in front of them ripped apart as the sound waves traveled away from them. Then as if by moved by a giant the creature was stopped mid strike and tossed into the air like a rag-doll; tumbling head over heel and slamming into the base of Tokyo Tower in the center of Shiba park. "Sugoi (wow)," was all Yuko could say.

After being off the grid for so long there was no way that one of the Clairvoyants out there wouldn't pick up on Daath's resonance. The last thing he needed was to be found out by Harrison. Of course, he was adept at masking his energy output but that said very little in comparison to his true level of release. There was still one factor of his abilities that he was never able to purge; one aspect that he could never mask. That would put him back on the map-and it would only be so long before Molly Guidry found out. If Molly were to know then Francine Butress would surely know. This was a problem.
This was going to be another wrong place-right time situations that he should have gracefully bowed out of. It just wasn't in him to do so. There was no way that these two fresh releases were going to stop this Shade. Daath wasn't just going to let them die either.
The girl, though encompassing a formidable strength, would probably wave her sword around like a madman-the same as she had at the train station. And the young man, though belting out powerful bursts of modified sound energy, would probably tire himself out before he could learn to channel the energy more efficiently and blow the Shade to pieces without bringing down Tokyo Tower in the process. There was still the fact that neither of them could teleport, become invisible or cause enough of a disturbance for all of them to get away unseen. Actually, that wasn't true. A large enough explosion of sound could kick up enough debris to offer a veil that would allow them to escape. That mattered not-Daath could get the two of them out.
The Shade-tossed against the base of the tower-was quick to get to its feet. These things were resilient, they didn't go down easily. But it all depended on if the Shade's meal had offered it enough nourishment. Before the battle could really commence the Shade may have just tore open a fissure in space-time and returned to its own dimension. It was impossible to know. The Shade's escape was actually a favorable outcome. It was better than the possibility of two dead and a battle at the base of Tokyo Tower. It seemed as if the Shade wanted to fight. Daath, watching from afar, said, "I don't like this..."
The Shade was cracking its left arm into place when it looked toward the two releases and slowly began walking toward the two of them. The girl was powerful for a release but the young man seemed to have terrified himself with his own burst of powers. That tended to be a normal reaction. Daath was terrified the first time he dropped a milligram of antimatter energy into a Shade's body as well. Just that much of the stuff could cause so much energy to be released that a Shade would be ripped to shreds. A few grams of antimatter could cause a 18 kiloton explosion as it came into contact with matter, as the two particles would annihilate one another. It would be like dropped another Little Boy on Nagasaki-except this was Tokyo.
All Daath needed to do was get close enough to the Shade and land a blow that would allow him to drop just a little bit of antimatter into the Shade's body and they could watch the fireworks. The Shade's atmospheres usually contained the subsequent explosion.
The energy was volatile, uncontrollable at times-and even Daath was afraid of it. The left arm of his RedBull Racing jacket was cut at the elbow, hemmed, and pinned at the shoulder with buttons-as he'd lost his left arm in an antimatter explosion nearly ten years prior. That didn't matter anymore...
Daath exploded past the running-screaming-crying pedestrians as the Shade began to make its way toward the two. It caught sight of Daath and stopped, forming its blade. Daath came to a stop near the two releases and said, "My name is Daath. If you'll help me destroy this thing I'll tell you everything I can about what you two are now. Just don't destroy the tower. There are people that I don't want to have to explain that to."
The girl began to say something but Daath politely cut her off and said, "There is no time for questions. When this thing is dead I will help you." With that, Daath was gone, disappearing in a writhing haze of black and red dust and smoke. He reappeared behind the Shade, exploding from a dance of the mist in mid-air, driving his left foot into the Shade's back. The monster stumbled forward but quickly turned back with a swipe of its sword but Daath was gone again, reappearing above the monster, driving down upon it with a powerful punch to the back of its head. He began to teleport once more but the Shade screeched, opened its wings and released a spherical blast of energy. Daath was torn away and hurled into the grass beyond the Shade.

Well, now they had someone else on their side that seemed to be more experienced with his powers, but they seemed like they were still losing. Adrian tried to pull himself together after the initial shock of his release. What he had done should have been impossible. At least the science said it was, but then that was going by strict rules of physics. Yes, that was it. If he just thought of it like theoretical physics he could accept it. He'd spent most of his life in the scientific community with theories and maybes. This was just one more to add to the list. His mind raced as he thought through what he might be able to do. "Ok, so I somehow amplified the sound waves originating from my voice to a shockwave frequency. Kind of like a sonic boom, but not exactly. The force of the soundwave was enough to be used as a weapon, but it was widely dispersed and show inconsiderable damage to our enemy. I can't just sit here screaming at it. Eventually my voice will wear down. I wonder if I can use other sources of sound like...." Adrian thought aloud as he looked over his shoulder to his guitar case on his back. "Well, if it doesn't work we might die. No time like the present for experiments," he said to himself, not even bother to speak Japanese at the moment as he quickly removed his guitar from its case and slung it over his shoulder. "Well here goes nothing."

Adrian removed a pick from his pocket and faced the creature as it refocused its attention on them. Their helper seemed to have been thrown out of the battle momentarily which meant that Adrian didn't have to worry about friendly fire. "I always wanted to play a concert. Well, for those of us about to rock I raise my mighty ax." he said to himself and strung a D minor cord. Once again the sound was amplified and blasted into the creature; however, it was ready this time and braced itself with by digging its blade into the dirt. "Well just one isn't going to work I guess. Should have known. Guess I'll have to try more drastic measures."

Adrian began playing again, deciding to go with the longest solo he knew, Final Fantasy boss music. He wasn't sure if it would work, but it was better than the alternative. Cord after cord ripped forward and the longer he played the more power drew forth from him until the sound distortion was visible in the air itself. The ground seemed to rip apart like a tornado was driving through it and park benches went fly every which way. The creature was torn from its hold on the ground and once again flung across the park, but Adrian kept playing. He'd already seen that thing get up from that once before. As he reached the high point of his solo the air seemed to shimmer and warp as Shiba Park seemed to be ripped apart by invisible wave.

"A-chan!" Yuko called out to Adrian. "Stop, its too much!" But it was too no avail. Adrian's mind was only focused on one thing and that was destroy this thing. He shredded through rift after rift with more skill than he had remembered having and his hands seemed to have mind of their own and formed cords seamlessly. The ground under the tower began to shake and their new combatant called something out that he couldn't hear. A tremor shook through the ground and their was a ungodly groan as if the very Earth itself was crying out in pain as the tower rocked on its foundation and with Adrians last cord fell. Only then did Adrian snap out of his trance and see that the creature had long been smeared against the tower and seemingly split apart by the vibration of its molecules under his relentless assualt. Then all of his spent energy seemed to hit him at once and like the tower the world spun around him and his vision blurred as the tower crashed down. "That's going to cost a lot of student loans," he said as followed suit and the trembling earth rushed up to meet him.

((Hope this is ok. I know Daath said not to, but I figured he wouldn't have enough control to tone it down lol. No pun intended.))