Warmth blossomed on his face, and he could feel the air beginning to thicken around him, seeping into his nostrils and half-open mouth as he gave up guiding himself and simply let gravity run its course. The heat intensified as he plummeted through the atmosphere, but he paid it little heed. The thickening atmosphere also had the very distinct effect of slowing his descent considerably. Idly, he reached out with his mind and began to force the air around his body, eliminating the air resistance as well as the friction and heat that it caused.

To say he'd been surprised when the portal he found had dropped him within spitting distance of the moon would be an understatement, and he really hated being surprised. He'd managed to make it to earth's outer atmosphere without running out of steam, but he was still eager to get himself back on solid ground. There was no telling what the rigors of space travel would do to his body if he used up the air in his lungs and passed out, rendering him unable to maintain a protective barrier. Likely a lot of not good things that would put a pretty serious dent in his not dying record. It was of little concern now though as the glorious blue-green orb known as earth hurtled up toward him at breakneck speeds. More specifically, a small island off the coast of asia. It was a place called japan, if he remembered right, but it had been so long since he'd been here that he couldn't say for sure anymore.

When he finally hit the ground, it was with a resounding thud that echoed off the buildings surrounding him and he left a crater half as deep as he was tall, in addition to shattering the glass in the nearby storefronts. He rose to his feet as the dust began to settler, clearing it off himself with little more than an off-hand thought, and climbed out of the hole he'd left. The welcome he received was less than pleasant.

A man dressed in a uniform that he assumed meant law enforcement of some sort had pulled out a weapon and aimed it at him, and was shouting something in a language he didn't understand. He ignored the man and looked around for his staff, catching sight of it beneath a nearby vehicle. Still ignoring the man, he walked to the vehicle and shoved it aside, uncaring if his actions injured the bystanders, then called the staff to his hand. Reunited with his compatriot of battles past, he felt immediately more content in his lot. He closed his eyes and exhaled slowly as he gripped the shaft with both hands, running his fingers almost lovingly over the smooth wood. By all rights, the item should not have survived the fall, but it had survived much worse in the past thanks to Tom's connection with it, and it would no doubt survive worse to come. Absently, he realized that something had begun to pelt his skin and clothes from the direction of the man in the uniform, and when he opened his eyes to regard the man he noticed that he had been joined by several of his compatriots, all of whom were now firing on him enthusiastically with their weapons. A low growl formed deep in his throat, and he swept the staff in their direction, using the motion as a guide and causing a nearby car to launch itself through the group, no doubt killing most.

"Is this how you greet your guests!? With open hostility? I have been to PRISONS with better manners than you lot!" More of the men appeared around the corner of a nearby building, these ones carrying larger weapons with a much faster rate of fire. His lip twitched in the beginnings of a snarl and he contemptuously turned the bullets back against their owners, slaughtering the lot of them before a single projectile reached him. From there, the situation simply continued to escalate as more men arrived with larger and larger weapons. It wasn't long before they attempted to use an explosive projectile, though that was turned back even easier than the others, striking a flying vehicle and destroying it instantly. These men were little more than insects before him, and while they may have struck the first blow, he fully intended to strike the last.

He had been walking down the street of Tokyo, school had just gotten out when suddenly there was a large resounding explosion. He turned to see a man stepping out of a crater and ignoring a nearby officer that was commanding him to freeze, flipping a car easily the man retrieved a staff. The man was obviously powerful, and when the cops opened fire on him it had little to no effect. The man flung a car with his mind at the men killing more than a few as Gemini stared in disbelief. Now the man went on the offensive and started butchering all of the authorities using their own weapons against them.Suddenly the street broke out into a warzone and there was fire and bullets going everywhere. A helicopter fell from the sky and landed near him in a ball of fire burning most of his school uniforms top off and leaving tatters underneath.

Gemini walked forward past the cops who were now fleeing in terror and ripped his now shredded shirt off his chest staring at the man coldly. Finally stopping about twenty feet from the man Gemini called out to him, but made sure to keep his power and Ki hidden. "WHY!? Why are you destroying our home and refuge? Is this truly necessary? if you wish to take the life of something then attempt to take mine." as he said this Gemini got into a karate stance. Still he hid his power hoping that he would draw the man into a direct attack.

Tom stopped and watched the boy as he yelled out his challenge, then broke into gales of laughter when he finished. He calmed himself shortly, though the occasional guffaw still wracked his diaphram. "You ask ME why I destroy YOUR home? I was here centuries before you! I have traveled COUNTLESS WORLDS to return here, and what is the first thing that greets me? Nothing but hostility." His voice began to cool the more his spoke, his anger at being assaulted beginning to subside. "I wanted only to return home, but humans have learned nothing in my absence. You built great cities and achieved marvelous wonders, but still you're no more than the barbarian tribes I left behind. Pathetic."

He hadn't missed the fact that the boy had been all but consumed in fire a mere moment before, yet bore no sign of burns upon his skin, but he didn't give that away just yet. Instead, he turned his back on the young man and haphazardly launched a small block of concrete at his head, too fast for any mere human to even react to, much less avoid. If his suspicions were correct, however, his new opponent would have no trouble dealing with the projectile.

Gemini realized his trick hadn't worked and simply reached up with his hand and allowed the concrete block to explode upon hitting it.
"You have power, and you are from earth yet you show no mercy to those weaker than you!? You leave me with no choice!"

Suddenly Gemini allowed his full power to be revealed. As he released his energy a blood red aura erupted around him and filled the air. His eyes burned a bright crimson and became fixed in a determined stare. Taking two steps at a normal human pace towards the mans back, Gemini suddenly sprinted forward aiming a left punch at the back of the mans head. Gemini was well aware that the man was powerful, and was completely expecting the counterattack that was sure to come if he didn't land his attack.

Tom could feel the boy approaching, and spun in place before he drew close enough to deliver his blow, taking hold of one end of his staff and lashing out with the other at roughly elbow height in a vicious horizontal attack. The blow was one-handed, but reinforced with the power of his formidable mind as it hurtled toward the boy's right side at more than a dozen times the speed of sound. Oddly though, there was no sonic boom to be heard.

The boy's power was clearly immense, now that he had given up his facade and Tom could sense it. It was somewhat surprising to encounter a being here whose power matched his own, and still only a boy at that. Perhaps he could be proven wrong about his kin, perhaps there was more to them than using their advancements for harm. Then again, the rage and fury that boiled off him told another story, despite his insistence that he was here to protect his fellow man.

Gemini was ready for the mans response. When the man spun whipping the staff at his midsection with breakneck speed Gemini dropped into a crouch. As the staff soared over his head he sprung forward and into the man using his momentum to drive his knee towards the man's solarplexis. As he jumped the ground underneath his feet cracked, and the sound barrier broke from the sheer speed of his attack. If this attack were to land the man would be sent into the air along with Gemini, but Gemini would clasp both hands above his head and bring them down upon the man's exposed back driving him into the ground. If this happened he would leap backwards about fifteen feet and wait for his opponents response, if there was one.

Tom grunted as the knee caught him in the chest, its momentum carrying him instantly skyward. A blow like that wouldn't even have slowed down upon striking a normal human, leaving their upper body splayed across the landscape as the assailant continued by. For Tom, it was exceedingly uncomfortable, but little more than that. Most of the force of the strike was transferred through his body and directly into upward and backward momentum, rather than rebounding throughout his chest cavity where it would cause the most damage. Regardless, the effect was that which his opponent intended, and both participants found themselves in the air as the boy prepared to unleash his second attack.

It was at this point that things would cease to progress as expected, owing to the fact that once he was airborne, Tom took control of his own trajectory, raising his left arm to block the impending attack and locking himself in place just as the overhead blow crashed down on him. If his suspicions were correct, the boy had no innate control over his own inertia, not like Tom himself did, at any rate, which meant that all he needed to do to turn the attack on its head was block it and not move. The boy's own strength would be turned against him as his vastly enhanced muscles encountered a force they could not immediately move, then went for the next best thing and launched his own comparatively paltry weight skyward at incredible speeds.

Tom would watch with a small smile as the boy was reduced to a tiny speck in the sky. "See what being reckless gets you?" There was no way the boy would be able to hear him, as high as he was, but Tom went ahead and spoke anyway. When gravity finally took a secure hold on him and he began to plummet once again, Tom would maneuver himself to the point where he would impact and take a position a dozen meters above the impact point, readying his staff like a baseball bat. When the boy came in range he would take a mighty swing, twice the speed and force of his previous one, aimed at his opponent's center mass. Should he find some way to alter his trajectory on the way down, Tom would simply re-position himself to the new touchdown location and continue his attack as planned, though if it turned out the boy could fly he would have to scrap the whole thing.

As his hit launched him Gemini flipped in the air to send himself flying backwards into a building. His feet dug into the concrete sides as he dug a path upwards before launching off the top and coming back down on the top of the building. This left irritated him, but didn't cause any significant damage so Gemini dropped off the edge and landed in the street about twenty feet from the man again. Gemini decided he would use another tactic this time and sprinted about three fourths the distance between his opponent, then he launched himself at the man again with the same velocity aiming a straight punch with his right had at the mans nose. Should it connect or his assault not be interrutpted he would follow immediately with a left to the same spot. Finally he would duck as he did before, but spin on one foot and throw his other in a sidekick at the mans jaw launching him skyward.

Somehow the boy managed to take some degree of control over his momentum, though it clearly wasn't the control of a man with the powers of flight. At least the unconventional defense had served to reveal that much. Tom had begun to define his opponents limitations, and now was not the time to give up on that pursuit. Giving up on his planned attempt at the world record for a human home run, however, he waited for his opponent to return to the ground, floating back down himself as he did. When the new assault was launched, he was ready, though his stance said otherwise. His feet were placed evenly shoulder width apart, his right hand was gripping his staff (whose lower end was placed lightly on the pavement of the street), and his left hung comfortably at his side. By all appearances, he was simply a very large bearded man taking in the sights.

When the assault came, however, he slipped to the left to avoid the first punch, forcing his opponent to waste precious time re-adjusting for his follow up blow before slipping back to his right to avoid that one too, then side-stepping entirely and turning ninety degrees as the foot shot up just in front of his face. His left hand came up along with it to snag the boy's calf between his thumb and pointer finger, then shove the appendage forcefully back the way it had come, most likely sending his opponent into a series of head over heels cartwheels at a couple hundred miles per hour down the street and into the building he'd just jumped off of. All the strength in the world would do him no good if he lacked the leverage to use it properly.

The man expertly dodged all his attacks and sent him flying as he tumbled across the ground taking minor scrapes that wouldn't realy matter in the long run he slammed one hand down and threw himself skyward. His feet hit the concrete wall of the building his momentum cracking the stone under him as it started to give he pushed off towards the old man. He flew towards the man and feigned a right punch, however when his opponent attempted to dodge or block he would get an extra surprise. Gemini had opened his palm and upon contact would release ten percent of his ki into the old man as a blast. If his right attack missed then his left hand which had trailed alongside his ribs would extend catching the man and perform the same action blowing him backwards of his feet.

Once the boy went airborne off the building, Tom simply moved himself two meters to the left of his previous position (to Gemini's right as he would pass by), well out of reach of either hand, and watched as he presumably plowed himself into the pavement. "Do you know what your problem is, boy?"

The man dodged to Gemini's right. Gemini simply flipped and dug his feet into the pavement bringing himself to a stop.
"do you know what your problem is boy,?" came the question.
"Other than the fact that you just killed a lot of innocent people and have no regard for the well being of others?" was the reply.

As he waited for the other man's response the red aura surrounding Gemini thickened. His rage was growing he could feel his power and he wanted to destroy this man. His passion was unbridled and the aura reflected such. His fist clenched and his eyes narrowed on the other man.

"I was actually referring to your chronic inability to land worthwhile blows in spite of your clearly superior strength, but you do have a point." Tom could feel the pressure of the young man's presence growing as his rage increased, could feel the sheer power of the boy's will making itself manifest in the heightened prowess of his body, but even that amount of willpower paled in comparison to his own, to the ability to affect the world with little more than a thought. He shifted the top of his staff forward a mere three inches, and a nearby car flung itself at the teenager at barely subsonic speeds, followed immediately by a lamppost ripped from the sidewalk and oriented as a spear, a stop sign in a similar configuration, and a chunk of the sidewalk itself that was half as big as the car, each object adjusting its trajectory as needed to strike whatever location the boy happened to be occupying when they were launched.

The first object meant to hit him was the car. Gemini braced himself and when the car came he extended his hand palm outwards. The car slammed into his hand driving him backwards his feet leaving trenches in the dirt as the car caved in some from his hand. Letting it fall nex came the lamppost which he casually sidestepped to the left, the streetsign that he moved to the right to avoid. Finally the piece of concrete flew at him and he punched it blowing it into a fine powder. As the powder settled Gemini's eyes revealed to be changed. They were now full of hatred and malice and a sadistic grin split his face.

"Yes that's right show me your power lets see it!" he screamed.

Gemini rushed forward and launched a right handed straight at his opponents face. Simultaneously he attempted to grab the staff. If he managed to grab the staff he would use soul force on it, but only use about 1% of his Ki. This amount should be undetectable to his opponent, but would allow him to use his soul sutures. He would use them to bind the staff to his hand making sure that his opponent would either have to leave the staff to dodge, or be struck by the full fury of his punch.

The staff twirled in a counter-clockwise rotation as he charged, catching the outside of the young man's right forearm and forcing it to Tom's left, while simultaneously placing it out of position to be grabbed by Gemini's left hand as Tom sidestepped to let the rest of his body pass by. As it did, he brought the opposing end up and delivered a solid smack to the boy's backside, not enough to do any real damage, but enough to sting a bit and fuel the rage that was already boiling over. "You focused too much on strength, believing it could serve you best. That was your first mistake."

"I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!"

Gemini charged and threw first a right jab at the mans head, then another right jab his fist breaking the sound barrier. Next would come a left hook. Finally a right roundhouse aimed at the man's ribs. At the end of the combination presuming it landed, and the roundhouse didn't throw the man down the street like a ragdoll, Gemini's left hand would shoot out and palm heel Tom in the nose his soul force firing at 20% upon contact blowing the older man feet away from himself.

Unfortunately, none of it was meant to be. Midway through the charge, Tom simply held up a hand and made a flicking motion with his thumb and middle finger and the full force of a purely physical uppercut would instantly slam into the underside of Gemini's jaw, launching him skyward in spite of the fact that no physical blow was ever delivered. "YOU have had enough?! It was you and your people who attacked ME!" Assuming his initial attack proceeded as planned, he would then take hold of the end of his staff and once again swing it like a baseball bat, though this time it would only strike air. The mental blow attached to it, on the other hand, would slam into the boy's airborne body full force and send him smashing through the nearby buildings.

As he was thrown through the nearby building by the man's mental force Gemini finally stopped and fell to one knee. Spitting a small amount of blood from where the mental attacks had hit him Gemini stood once again.

"The bastard fights at range. I have to find a way around it, but I have nothing but my physical techniques. Wait that's it!"

Gemini ran back through the building and jumped out landing in the street directly in front of Tom. "Allright asshole take this technique for a spin." Gemini muttered. He knelt down using soul force to hit the ground and send his Ki through it. Using it as a way of reaching his opponent his soul sutures bound the man's feet and bottom of the staff to the pavement. Opening his eyes Gemini yelled "Get some of this! SOUL FORCE!" as he leaped at his target. This time he moved at his full speed reaching mach 5 and made concrete and street shatter alike in his wake. As he leapt towards his opponent his left and right hands shot out with palm heels both turned inward and parallel to one another. If the attack hit Gemini would use his soul force and hit the man with 30% Ki in each hand blasting him with 60% total and the power of his rush put together. As the man was hit and blasted backwards he would hear Gemini shout "DOUBLE SOUL FORCE! SOUL SPEAR!". On top of all this the man would find himself paralyzed as Gemini's soul suture's knitted his muscles together stopping them from working. This did however come at the trade off of Gemini having to maintain all concentration on his opponent rendering him immobile as well.

The sutures through the pavement caught him off guard as they bound his feet to the earth. He hadn't been expecting such a creative use of power from the young man, transferring his energy through other solid objects like that, but the surprise was only momentary. When the boy rushed toward him, his left hand curled into a fist and made a flicking motion with his thumb, as if he were flipping a coin, and another burst of pure force would strike his opponent in the chest, launching him well overhead while still letting his forward momentum continue unabated. That done, he would use the time he had available to break himself and his staff free from the constraints of the sutures and make a mental note to be wary of them in the future.

As he flew forward over the man he flipped and did a somersault in midair coming down facing him. Gemini threw a car at the man to block his view of him while he picked up a rock and used soul force on it launching it forward after the car. If the attack worked as planned then the car would hit the man with the rock ripping straight through it and striking afterwards. If not then if the rock touched the man at all Gemini would use his sutures to sew the man's right hand to the staff. He wouldn't notice it unless he had to try to leave it behind, but the amount of Ki it took was miniscule on Gemini.