The Zetta Sonic
Secret Line

Alex is confused as to how to call himself in these conditions. The Zetta Sonic wears an ICPA no-frills uniform. There is no green line. All the decorative lines are just black plain lines or low indentations. They are like a trench between a row of soldiers in the form of pieces of the composition of the shield.

Because the protective part of his hand is damaged, Alex replaced it with another pair of gloves that must be worn manually. But, this time, Alex ignored him. He knew he was going to shoot the monster with his newfound power.

Alex extended his left hand forward. He doesn't need a protective helmet vision aid to aim. His opponent was not that fast. A two-meter-tall fake dinosaur like the one he once defeated. That fake monster wouldn't even last more than five minutes. That's what Alex thought.

Apparently not.

When the green light flashed from Alex's hand, the monster dodged. Although his attack hit the right side of his body, but the monster was successful not destroyed in one attack. Alex has to admit that he was surprised. Now, replace him who should avoid. The monster was not only able to escape from his attack. The monster was also faster. It seemed that the monster was more able to think than the monster before.

Alex ran away. He kept himself from getting too close to the drums. They better fight in the middle of the gym. Alex did not want the monster to accidentally hit one of the drums and make a series of explosions. It would not only be deadly to him but could also take on victims other than them.

The gym is not in the middle of the school. It was close enough to destroy the school building. As the thought flashed, Alex realized he was far more able to think than before. That's when he first came to terms as a Zetta Sonic or a fight on board.

Alex is well aware that sometimes there is a part of him trying to take over. The part that enjoys fighting more. The part that knows no fear and pain. The part that might make it into the category of biological weapons.

His heart is beating fast. Alex knew there was a part of her that was so hungry for battle. He blamed Dragon Blood. The liquid made him so excited. Instead of fear, Alex avoids the monster with a knotty smile. He felt the satisfaction of every successful outwit the opponent.

Alex jumps high. He dropped himself on the opponent's head. The attack clearly made his opponent instantly plummet. Alex jumped away. With enough distance, Alex shoots out his power again.

The monster still managed to escape. Alex's attack destroyed part of his right shoulder and abdomen. The figure is like a dinosaur-shaped cake that has been damaged by small children. The crushed part gave off a stinging and charred foul scent. Although his nose was protected, Alex still frowned. Besides being disgusting, it's torture for his sensitive nose.

Alex retreated slowly.

His opponent was clearly different version to his previous opponent. As if not feeling the pain of the attack, the monster woke up again. He roared loudly, showing a row of tiny, sharp teeth. The predator faces a human figure dressed in all black. Alex has seen something similar in movies. He knows the winner and intends to do better.

The indicator on Zet-Arm tells two things. First, his body temperature had indeed increased. Second, the Dragon Blood indicator indicates that the energy needs to be replenished. It is not twenty-five percent. Now, Alex is aware that doing better than the movie seems a little difficult than expected. It's a race about time. He ran out of energy faster or the monster defeated him first.

Alex closed his eyes for a moment, feeling a bang on the floor carried by the monster. He could only do one more laser attack of some sort. One chance. More than that, Alex could not imagine what would happen. His hand was outstretched forward. Despite trying his hardest to calm down, Alex found his left hand trembling.

Not a good sign. Doubt made him shoot out. His feet were running on the gym floor. The squeaky sound led to his escape from the monster. No matter how fast Alex ran, the threat of the opponent felt close. Some sides of the floor are no longer smooth due to the monster's beat. He destroyed whatever he was passing through.

Alex is on the safe end of the line. If it's more than that, he can make the monster hit one of the drums. Alex turned sharply. The monster held out its head. A little late, his hand will be bitten. The monster is not out of sense. Instead of chasing, the monster turned around. His wide tail managed to block Alex's footsteps. This made him fall on the floor. Alex swears it wasn't a prehistoric creature's natural attack.

His chin hurt when he collided with the floor, even though he was wearing a helmet that could withstand attacks. His head was also dizzy. His position was close to the part of the monster that was hit earlier. That part is no longer shaped. The appearance of dark chocolate on the floor was enough to make him nauseous. Not to mention the unbearable smell.

Alex knew he didn't have time to complain. He quickly turned around. At that moment, the head of the monster was already so close. Alex wasn't even sure what was going on. A sharp pain jumped from his left hand to his brain. His mouth let out a cry without needing to be ordered. His eyes stared at the shadow of himself on the monster's eyeball. His expression was covered in a helmet, even so Alex could imagine how his face was at that moment. His nose smelled of iron mixed with fishy and rotten while the grunts of the monster hit the protective helmet. His sight blurred quickly. His body was pushed down. The monster's body pressed him to the ground as well, making him unable to budge.

Alex late. The monster got it.

[Wake, Alex! Shoot her!]

His head did not have time to digest the sound from where or whose voice it was. That voice just sounded. Alex yelled at himself. No words, just a raw scream. Form a command on Dragon Blood to rise up and save himself from all that chaos.

As if welcoming orders, the scene in front of Alex seemed to be illuminated in green. His left hand that was painful and wet now felt so hot. Alex now saw his opponent's eyes wide open. The steam billowed between them. A brighter light followed. Shortly after, a rude voice sounded. No fire, just a charred smell. His tongue was bitter due to the stinging smell. The figure in front of him disappeared.

I don't know what's going on. His world has darkened.