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"Wah-ha-ha-ha! You dragoons are hilarious! Not a lack of perfection within you!"

The laugh of an egotistical winner filled the wasteland scarred by battle, his body completely untouched by the attacks attempted on his foes, "....How can anyone have powers like that?...It's beyond anything.." growled a blooded and bruised Eurasia, black shirt and denim tarnished and ripped from the onslaught of his enemy. Even now he was resting against his large sword, his friends in a similar sad defeated looking state. Ruru punched the floor with such anger, frustration, not having expected such nonsense abilities from their new enemy, "Beyond bullshit if you ask me! Water, fire, wind, earth, electricity, even metal. No one should have the kind of power he's using them with so many different elements under his belt."

Facts that all abilities have their pros and cons was universally accepted, the idea that having multiple elements means you should have less control and power allocated to them if they are used at the same time. This asshat was using all elements at heights far behind even Eurasia and Ruru's capability, who were masters of their element in their own rite. Shyranrya was panting with her red top nearly burned off and blood seeping from cuts on her shoulders and knees, even her defense falling to that foul brute. Rizan was on her stomach nearby also, cursing herself for allowing that airheaded human get the best of her, "Ugh...he punched me so hard...and in the tits...what kind of "perfect" guy does that?" complained the red dragoness with her bruised bosom. Being bopped in the breast is always a possibility when fighting, like getting kicked in the nuts if you're a guy, though resorting to that is generally expected from the desperate or despicable.

Light radiated from this person of "perfection", having a red cape blowing in the nonexistent wind, a chiseled long chin from which that smug grin radiated upon the dragoons and dragons. Not a speck of dust fouled his red and blue stripped t-shirt, his beige jogger pants being just as clean and neat as the first day he bought them. Such a shameful state the heroes were in, Ruru noticing that out of nowhere, two scantily clad lizard babes were fawning over his muscularly "perfect" biceps, green scaled booty standing out with the bright yellow thongs they wore with their claws gliding over his body, "Oh Pete! You're so "Peeeeerrfect"! Marry me please!" the two shouted in unison, the dragoon of wind having his mouth wide open, "What the...where did they come from!?" shouted Ruru in annoyance, scaring the ladies off from the scary dragoon's yell.

Shyranrya got herself up first, that blonde haired asshole not going to get the best of them, "Nnngh...Guys. We can't lose here....we have to try again...." The dragoon of fire finally got himself back in action as well, Ruru and Rizan following suit, "She's right. If Pete gets past us, he's going to kill millions. We'll attack from all sides this time!...Shy, go south, Eura, come from north. Rizan, you attempt a back attack..I'm going to knock that grin off his face even if it kills me." Ruru's fist clenched tightly upon explaining the final plan of attack, dragoon of fire ready to do his part. The world was counting on them to win, feeling the burden on his shoulders weighing him down, on top of being cornered by a powerful enemy like this.

Everything about him was just wrong, Eurasia's palm pointing towards their target before blasting a powerful ball of fire forward. Pointless as exercise without proper dieting, the flame fizzled out and turned to a puff of smoke a few meters before reaching the target, Ruru dashing forward to land that punch postmarked to Pete's face. A whirlwind spun around his fists, swirling with the sound of a drill before coming to a completely halt. It was akin to hitting a brick wall at full speed, the bones in Ruru's wrist cracking, bone being visible poking through his skin and forcing him to the ground once more with a yell of pain. Eurasia had already began coming down on his target, the 1-ton sword coming down with both hands clenching tight. Resorting to his two handed slash meant that he was intent on killing his target since the difference in power compared to one handed techniques was immense.

Pete merely glanced up, holding up a finger and stopping the blade almost instantly, a gust of wind blowing past that perfect golden locks of hair. The dragoon of fire winced with a grunt in pain as the bones in his wrist fractured under the extreme stress his hands just went through, though not as extreme as Ruru's injury. Seems their exhaustion was getting to them, their bodies unable to handle the stress of battle any longer, "W-what....Arrgh!...." Through his gritting teeth he noticed that it wasn't stopped by his finger, but finger nail, adding more injury to insult. Around that same moment, Rizan was coming from behind with a round house kick to the spine, having dashed around to get into the optimal position.

To her surprise, her kick seemed to miss, making her spin and face plant onto the dirt. Eurasia saw her foot literally go through his head, not evening having a second to understand what happened before a beam fired from the back of Pete's head. Horror and tears filled the dragoon of fire's face, falling down almost 10 feet away as Pete pushed him away with the fingernail. The blade flew farther, landing with a hard thud, "!...R-R.....RIZAN!" cried out a struggling Eurasia, the red dragoness' head being blown clean off, falling back limp, lifeless, the bone connecting the spine to the head completely singed with a line of smoke rising from it. Even Ruru was stunned and speechless, Pete simply giving a big cheesy smile at eliminating one of the imperfect and pathetic warriors standing his way, "Wah-ha-ha! Silly dragoness. You can't sneak up on someone with eyes on the back of his head! Laser eyes specifically!"

That laughter brought despair to the team, having lost one of their members before their eyes, most of all Eurasia who felt responsible for dragging them into this mess in the first place. He was the one who suggested they check out the disturbance in dark lizard territory, he was the one who immediately reacted to finding the one responsible for killing hundreds of innocents. But what really set him off was seeing Dullock, the dark lizard he fought some time ago die right in front of him, around the same time that his teacher and superior Jaumar had his head stomped into by the sandals wearing monster Pete. That heartless smile turned to Eurasia and company as Dullock's trachea was crushed, then being tossed aside like yesterday's leftovers got retaliation by the dragoons and dragonesses.

It seemed to be over for Eurasia and Ruru, Pete rubbing his mountain sized chin thinking of the "perfect" way to finish them off, his mind wandering for a moment about the "perfect" ladies to compliment him in his big plan. Like a groundhog, Shyranrya bursted out from the floor, a mole in waiting for the perfect chance to strike. To their surprise, she managed to hold on to his ankles, puzzling considering Rizan's foot seemed to phase right through him, "Y-YOU...MONSTER!" her face was muddy with tears and dirt mixing in from her dig underground, doing all she could from letting her emotions give away her position. Pete was raised up into the air, looking pretty uninterested at the turn of events, "Hmm...you're not perfect enough to be my wife. Don't touch me you ugly scaled cretin." glared Pete, about to be slammed down to the floor by Shyranrya's mighty strength before the ebony dragoness' hands began to glow.

Her hands swelled until they exploded like a balloon at a birthday party, the roar of a dragon in pain echoing across the wasteland with her body crashing onto the ground with an earth shaking thud. All that was left were stumps on each arm, her lower lip bleeding from biting down on it too hard. Losing a limb was not too much of a surprise to Shyranrya, though it really sucked when it happened to her, panting hard from her body being in shock from the physically traumatic event, "!....Impossible!....that bastard has kinetic manipulation as well? Fuck me, does he have time stopping powers too!?" muttered Ruru, suddenly being met by Pete right in front him, almost like teleporting in front of him.

"Of course I do. Just not worth it to use it on imperfect weaklings like you." he answered, suddenly poofing away back a good 20 feet away. That was an insult that Ruru took personally, being made a fool of and now it was probably game over for them. That creepy "perfect" smile came back to his face once again, "Alright, time to go. Time waits for no one but me, and I have an imperfect world to purge--hmm?" Lightning struck nearby, or rather it looked like lightning, the dragoon of fire having been pushed past the tipping point. A strong wind blew dust and small rocks past Pete, Ruru falling onto his side while still gripping his broken bleeding wrist, "?...What the?" A large silver scaled dragon had appeared where Eurasia had stood, standing on two legs and completely naked. Was this the zoan that he had been told about? Standing at 12 feet tall, with thick horns curved upwards at the tip, this dragon's wide chest and toned muscular body only solidified his power, Rizan and Shyranrya telling them the night where he first surfaced.

Pete whistled sarcastically seeing the human transform like this, Shyranrya recalling the night Eurasia transformed. His personality changed completely and his power was through the roof, "He's back...that dragon....oh no..." She was very much concerned what would happen to them, focusing on restoring her hands with her healing magic, the bones already reformed and tissue soon starting to grow around it. Miles away, cites felt the zoan's roar, filled with the dragoon's rage, seeing nothing but red and demanding the blood of Rizan's killer, "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" that shout brought the ground level down a foot, Pete nearly losing his balance, his focus distracted for a moment with his feet getting himself standing straight.

Perfection stared at the dragon in the face, a large claw coming right for him, only to hit an invisible barrier, the same one that ruined Ruru's wrist. To Pete's surprise, the barrier did little to stop the Zoan's claw, shattering like glass and forcing him to dodge. That dumbfounded Ruru as it was the only time he seemed to need to avoid an attack, clenching his teeth for a moment to force the bone back in. The crack of sinew and tissue tearing was intense, at least getting his wrist back in action, though there was the issue of the bleeding which was not possible for him to stop immediately. Zoan Eurasia was hot on Pete's trail, bedrock being smashed and craters forming with each missed blow. It the first time Pete showed any interest in putting effort so far, though even with the dragon's insane speed and power, he was effortlessly dodging every claw and tail swipe, "....Ah there we go. Found the half tainting you!" muttered that arrogant asshole, rushing on in and smacking the rabid dragon with a palm to his cheek.

The impact was powerful enough to split the ground under them, the sound of thunder and sparks flying from the dead on blow knocking the zoan back. In that brief moment, Pete palmed the out of control zoan once more in the chest, a burst of energy blasting through him, surrounding the two for a split second before vanishing in the blink of an eye. Shyranrya had her hands back finally, though the digits were still tender, her eyes spotting something flying out from the ball of light, something which made her stand up and fly full speed, "Eura!" The shirtless body of the dragoon of fire had been expelled from the pure light, leaving the Zoan panting on his knees, "Wah-ha-ha! Excellent! I bet you're feeling "Perfect" now." remarked Pete with that atrocious laugh of his, Shyranrya checking on the dragoon and noticing that the dragon half was still around.

Control of the body had returned to its rightful owner, consciousness being relinquished back to the Zoan who had been confined to Eurasia's mind got his first feeling of the real world. His red slitted eyes glanced around, taking a deep breath of the desolate air of battle, a claw digging into the dirt to confirm that he was free, "Hmmm....I can't hear Eurasia's thoughts...Am I free to live on my own at last?" he mused to himself, puffing out smoke through his nostrils, Pete's clapping getting his attention once again, "Yup. You're pretty Perfect. Wanna join me in molding this place to our liking? There's a harem of perfect scaled beauties awaiting us once we're done!" The offer was rather enticing, having grown frustrated of being back seat to the weakling human holding him back.

A claw rubbed his snout, wondering if this was for real. Not only was he freed from his prison and given his own body, he was being offered a place with ladies to breed, mount and other things he'd only seen through Eurasia's eyes, "....You're speaking my language...Pete was it?" Like a dog he got on all fours, shaking off the dirt off of his scales, flexing a muscle and getting a feel for his new body. The remaining team gathered together, thinking things were looking pretty grim with a new possible enemy, the dragoon of fire waking up in a cold sweat. He looked pale and felt cold, his heart beat being faint and weak, "....It...feels like...he ripped out a piece...of my soul....can't...breathe..." He was being cradled in Shyranrya's arms, thinking they should probably make a hasty retreat, as much as they hated to leave Rizan's killer at bay, they were severly outmatched.

Ringing interrupted everyone's separate conversation, a call on Ruru's P.I.C. got Pete's attention which was focused on the new "perfect" being to hang out with, "Oh right. Before I forget...." It was good timing that he remembered there was one more person to take care of, the last one who would maybe probably become a fly in his perfect soup. The zoan stretched for a moment, wondering what to do with his lesser half, if he should even bother considering he isn't even able to deal with the separation of their souls properly. Pete levitated into the air, before flying straight up into the air, the sonic boom nearly knocking over the dragoons. Shyranrya shielded the two with her body, Ruru answering the call, "Dude, what!? Not a good time for this!" shouted Ruru, the scientist on the other end raising an eyebrow at his friend's reaction, "What? Did something happen? Fill me in."

Before Ruru could, a crash from Abu's side knocked him on his side, the P.I.C. falling to the floor and giving a skewed view of the floor, "Abu? Abu?! What the hell happened?" shouted the dragoon of wind with concern, the P.I.C. getting a quick view of Pete before losing sight of him. Shyranrya couldn't believe what she saw, thinking there was no way he arrived at their base already, which was not only almost 400 miles away, it was also well hidden. Ruru couldn't waste more time, preparing the teleportation program to help their friend. The sight of blood splattering and the death groan of Abu signaled it was too late for him, the red liquid covering the P.I.C.'s camera before the signal was lost. Ruru's heart sank, Eurasia holding his chest and holding back the tears of sadness, "ABU!....MY GOD..." Shyranrya was ready to take off with Ruru in tow, needing to hide somewhere and fast, "We gotta go! Before he gets back!" shouted the dragoness, about ready to take off before being stopped in her tracks by some unknown force.

"Sorry boys. You'll be joining that Phony Perfectionist soon enough." remarked a familiar voice, Pete appearing from nothing in front of them. Insult after insult this god-like being shoved his overwhelming power into their faces, Ruru at a loss on what to do. The Zoan had little interest in what happened to them, rolling around in the dirt after realizing that it felt nice against his scales, "...You can even teleport at will. Meaning your sonic flight was just for show....man I hate you and your cheap powers." remarked Ruru while giving him the finger, Pete simply laughing and giving a clap to his unworthy opponents, "Nah. You're just imperfect. Though I've wasted enough time on you. My Imperfect Purge Plan has been delayed long enough....:D Tell Abu I said hiya."

The last thing the dragoons saw was that heartless smile with two thumbs up, their bodies immediately exploding into a fine red mist. The blood droplets pitter patting on top of a force field he set for himself, giving a disappointed hmmph from how weak they were. They were well known for being powerful fighters, contending with well known people like Dullock and Jaumar, yet in the end, they barely gave him any form of entertainment. Though he was thankful that Eurasia gave him a new buddy to hang with, the zoan all too eager to live his life how he wanted and get some well overdue sexual fun, "Hmm...so you mentioned dragonesses and sex?" asked the curious dragon, eager to finally get a shot at breeding some scaled beauties. To his surprise, there were already two ladies fawning over him, not having seen where they came from, but they were rubbing his thighs, "You're the new dragon in town? You're a big boy aren't you~" remarked the left skimpy wearing lizardess, a skirt short enough to show that black thong and nipple tape over her areolas.

Those small hands were delightful, the first time he had gotten another woman's touch, not counting the punches he got from Rizan and Shyranrya. Pete was laughing away with the five of his own ladies, two rubbing at his perfect pecs and "Oooohing" over his body, "Woo! Go Petey! You're my perfect man!" shouted one of the scaled big busty hourglass shaped beauties, "He's even perfect in bed. Don't hurt yourself Petey!" cried out a concered fangirl, knowing he went out there taking out the "bad guys" all on his own. He brought them all together to hug close, a pentagon of breasts surrounding his face, "Wah-ha-ha! Don't worry ladies, there will be plenty of me for tonight. I can't say the same about those failures!" laughed Pete heartedly, kicking away a dismembered arm and making his way to the zoan who was already groping the two ladies with his large strong claws.

"Oooh yeah! They can't stop the Petey!" The fangasm they had for him was Extraordinary, "Hmmm. Did you see how he easily thwarted that big dragon? He's making me so wet...." moaned another fan girl, finding it hard to resist touching herself before giving a surprise gasp. All five gals got their butts slapped once they made their way to the Zoan starting to undress his soon to be partners but stopping once Pete stood before him, "Save your energy later ladies. I'm gonna ravage you two, your sisters, and your sister's friends perfectly tonight!" that promise was enough to make the ladies faint, the orgy later tonight would send them to heaven and back, first though there was business to take care of, "Though for now, lets get my Perfect Plan underway" Sex was good but knowing that awful failures still walked his planet was enough to put a dent into his plans, cracking his neck and bringing the zoan along in tow.

The world turned red as Pete eliminated 99.9 percent of the population, leaving only those who he deemed to lack any flaws in their being, even N.D. falling to his power. "GAME OVER." hovered overhead, the screen staticing up before going completely black, "What kind of bullshit was that!? Abu, you got 4 seconds to explain before I kick your ass." commented Ruru, taking off the VR helmet from his head, the other three doing the same. Eurasia was a bit in shock at the events, with Rizan slamming the helmet on the floor of the delivery basement and clenching her fist, "What was that nonsense?! "Perfect Pete"? And Why did I die first? Is it because I'm the token dragoness?" asked Rizan with a rather mean snarl, Abu adjusting his glasses while sitting behind a monitor which fed him all of the information of their first VR training session, a suggestion since they had to wait for the V-bot to re-charge from the intense training sessions they had all week. The smirk on his face showed that it was done on purpose, Shyranrya giving a pout at what happened before giving a slight eep with Rizan and Ruru looking like they were ready to clobber the smart ass scientist.

The large ebony dragoness grabbed the two by their shoulders, needing to hold them back while Eurasia sighed in disappointment, wondering if there was some sort of meaning behind that mess of a mission, "Guys, guys. Take a deep breath and sit back down. A proper butt kicking is never bad, not to mention required for growth. Hopefully you managed to catch what Abyssion meant by your "weaknesses"..." Trying to explain the astronomical asskicking they got didn't seem to work, Shyranrya being dragged slowly by the angry duo, his words making him wonder now. His zoan self came out in that session, showing that he still was vulnerable to losing control if things got out of hand, ".........Weaknesses. Like letting "him" take over when my emotions got out of whack, huh?" asked Eurasia with a dim tone in his voice, Abu giving a nod and a clap, "See. Average Joeurasia got it! Now what did you all learn from this experience?"

Ruru folded his arms for a moment, understanding what his bud might have been wanting to do, but not agreeing on its execution, "Learn? How the hell are we supposed to learn anything from a guy like that? What did you godmod as a kid when you RPed online or something? No dragoon can have power like that!" His arguement was fair, having powers coming out of his ass like a kid who doesn't want to lose a fantasy battle. Rizan wasn't happy about that either, hating feeling like she's a weakling or something of the sort. The words of logic didn't seem to be going through to these guys, both of them cracking their knuckles with their sights still focused on him, "Well he's not a dragoon. However that is part of the reason I chose Pete. You learn from losing as growth is not possible without trial and error."

"So you give him time manipulation, teleportation, shields, that thing where my leg went through him...uhh...Laser beams, in the back of his HEAD mind you. Control over the elements. Flight, super speed and strength. Anything else I missed?" added Rizan while baring her teeth, wanting reappraisals for going through that nonsense. Abu cleared his throat and pulled up a holographic screen, turning it around so they could see the list of what he could do, "Ah yes, that was Matter Phasing. Soul Manipulation, which is what he did with Eurasia's Zoan half...Mind reading, the list kinda goes on. He's not called "Perfect" Pete for nothing guys." That name was not just for show, reminding them in a somewhat condescending tone.

Shyranrya fell to the ground once the pull was too great for her to handle, Eurasia walking past them with his mind lost in thought, "Lets see you learn with my foot up your ass!" yelled Rizan, along with Ruru beating up that prick who made a mockery of them, "You see the flaws with this fist in your face!?" were among the few things said, the dragoon of fire seeming to be the only one who wasn't too bothered by the simulation. It would be a long road ahead of him, thinking he should have a proper talk with "him" tonight, see what he can do to maybe having him open up to him.