[RL with Ramza]

[prettypanchito]

Everything was so quiet about that humble little town now. People were staying as far away from the rooster's ranch as possible...he'd made quite the impression in the short time he had changed.

As he sat on his porch, he noticed even his faithful steed was doing its best to stay away from him, nearly hiding behind the home. Panchito snorted, and

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[chocobolickhair]

Ramza had never traveled the worlds before, but Ultima's powers led him through the weaves of worlds living on in futility, dying gloriously. and being reborn in spite. The world holding his first victim fast approached. He decided to make some changes in that bird's opinion of him and take him screaming into death.

As Ramza approached, the sky began to darken with thunderclouds, the air itself began to crackle with anticipation. The world itself was both excited and filled with trepidation at his coming. Everything seemed to hold it's breath.....

The end was nigh.

[prettypanchito]

Panchito had indeed noticed the odd weather changes...so be it. Perhaps any oncoming rain would allow him to see Ramza die in the mud. What incredible fun, to see his opponent humiliated in every single way.

"You took your sweet time." The rooster said rather coldly...

Then he suddenly raised his arms, and fired a shot from each gun right at his foe. There was going to be no mercy here.

[chocobolickhair]

Raising his sheild, the bullets made a PWING noise as they charged harmlessly into the unforgiving metal, failing to damage Ramza. He spoke, "I have no reason to hasten my journey to deal with the likes of you, fowl. Your end will come, regardless of my speed in dealing it." Having said that, he unsheathed his claymore and leapt into the air to deal an overhead sword smash unto this foolish bird.

[prettypanchito]

He certaintly hadn't seen that attack coming. It was sheer miracle that made him run in time, although he did receive a nasty cut to his arm. He screeched in pain, as red blood flowed down red feathers.

"You're going to pay for that!" Panchito screamed, skidding to a halt.He turned around, and released an almost endless barrage of bullets.

[chocobolickhair]

He was put off. He had missed the lethal blow by the fowl's foul good luck. He wasn't here to torture, he was here to end his life. The screech did nothing for him, but give him where the bird was located.

The storm clouds above began to let loose a torrent of rain, as if mourning this fight between two good souls gone astray. Turning to face him, he walked into the hail of bullets coming at him. While a good number of them were deflected by his armor and shield, an equally good number scored hits on non-vital areas. Bleeding from a bullet scratch aboove his eye, he walked into the red world of Panchito's death. Pain did not stop him, death felt no pain inflicted onto this body. He walked and while walking, lifted his claymore again for another strike.

[prettypanchito]

His eyes widened, seeing that blood and pain weren't going to stop this madman. His long toes dug into the ground a little, as fear slowly crawled up his spine...he couldn't die here. He wouldn't die here. He was going to drag this brat to hell if it was the last thing he ever did!

Fate, however, didn't agree with him. He fired, but the only results were empty clicks...he had used up all his bullets. He dropped his useless weapons, and made a quick decision. As Ramza's claymore rose, Panchito suddenly reached out, his gloved hands capturing the boy's throat in a desperate attempt to throttle him.

[chocobolickhair]

Ramza continued forward, not even smirking as the bird fell. His purpose was not amusement, and he was not amused. He moved forward some more, fate itself seeming to will the blow to fall, to sever blood and bone. But, fate conspired against him. The bird leapt, throttling his throat in a desperate attempt to save his own meaningless life.

Even as he was, the body needed air to continue. The bird found a weakness in his mental armor, the need to live, if just a bit longer. Ramza did the only thing that came to mind; he jumped into the air, dropping his weapon and shield in the process. Once high enough in the air, he punched the bird in the gut, and shoved him, hoping to dislodge him from his throat.

[prettypanchito]

The punch connected, and down fell the bird. As he smacked into the ground, the rain had indeed caused the mud he was thinking of before...only now it was his humiliation to be met. Pain was sifting in and out of his body, and he seemed to shiver as he turned...how strange, for he thought this way, he had no fear, when in fact, his normal self was more of a man than this form ever would be.

He laid on his side, trying to catch his breath...feeling Ramza's shadow, like a sign of death, upon him, panic seized in, and he lashed out his foot, trying to give him a good kick.

[chocobolickhair]

Ramza fell to the earth, his knees bent down, cushioning the fall. He absent-mindedly rubbed his throat, massaging air and life back into his body. He loathed the bird now, clinging to life as he did and forcing him to do the same.

He held open his hand and caught the bird's kick. With a small, mirthless laugh, he threw the bird away from him, towards his discarded shield and claymore. Opening his hands, he chanted words most arcane, charging the power for the destruction of the bird.

[prettypanchito]

His yells of shock and pain filled the air, as he was sent flying. Even worse, he fell atop the claymore, causing his chest to have a nasty split. He clutched his wound, feeling his heart beat louder and louder inside his head. Even hints of tears began to prick at his eyes...this side of him was all the definitions of 'pathetic'.

Panchito slowly sat on his hands and knees, and looked over, staring at Ramza as he said the inane words."...P-Praying for me?..." He sneered, detirmined to be bitter until the very end.

[chocobolickhair]

Ramza spoke mirthlessly, almost emotionlessly as he said, "No. I am merely opening the path to your final desitination."

Raising his hand, he spoke echoing words that were inflected with power, "The time has come! Cast off your shackles to this reality and embrace finality. All-Ultima." As the last words were spoken, his charged energy was discharged into the sky,. The clouds were instantly parted, revealing a large purple thing descending towards the earth. The sound of the air screaming its protest at this energy blast would be the curtain call for Panchito.

[prettypanchito]

Panchito gazed up toward the descending light...as the blast became closer and closer, he found himself unable to move. He was frozen in fear, his pupils shrinking at the sight of his oncoming demise.

The forces that be decided this was not enough torment for the rooster. Mere seconds before the two hit, the virus's hold on him began to weaken, and remorse, guilt, and endless anguish filled his eyes with tears.

Donald! Jose! Martinez, Clara, Mickey, Minnie, Madre, Padre...

He closed his eyes.

Adiós, mis amigos.

The blast hit it's target.

[chocobolickhair]

As the blast hit Panchito, it incinerated his body, leaving naught of it but ash. However, it left all else alone, as pristine as it could have been. Walking over to his things, he picked up his claymore and noted the blood. The blood could have a disease on it, causing great pain to innocent people He cleaned it off with care and picked up his shield.

As he was beginning to depart, a great spasm raked his body as well as his mind. It was as if a persona inside of him was bashing into the walls of his mind, causing him pain. A small voice seemed to raise protest over the killing of Panchito. With great effort, Ramza stood and snuffed the voice out, leaving the world soon after.