Gabe's POV

I had a rude awakening.

Omega punched me in the stomach to wake me up.

"What the heck dude?!" I yelled.

"Haha! You're gonna forget about that once you see this." He laughed.

"See what? Deez Nuts?" I joked.

"Ha! Gaaat eem!" He said.

"But sursleh, you have gots to see dis." He said. That's how he talks when he's really hyped.

He grabbed the destroyer, I assumed it was, which was wrapped in his trench coat. So I couldn't see what it looked like.

He wasted no time running outside with it.

Something shifted and made a metallic noise inside his attempted wrapping when he ran outside.

"Wait up!" I yelled, trying to catch up.

He was waiting outside in the courtyard.

It was pretty early in the morning, about an hour before classes started.

When I finally caught up to him, I said,"Why do we have to do this now?"

"Because..."

"Because...what?" I asked. I was afraid he'd give the same answer he always does.

"...why not?" He answered smiling.

I sighed. I knew it!

"Anyways, you know how I've been working on the destroyer for about...a month? Right?" He said.

"Lemme guess...you're done." I said, flatly.

"Dash right! But, that's not the only thing I finished...but, I'll show ye la'er. Right now, I wanna show you...the new..." He "unwrapped" the slab of metal he calls a weapon and holds it out for me.

"Destroyer of worlds...V 2."

I take it from him, but as soon as he let go, the thing dropped like a rock and cracked the concrete.

"Dude! How heavy is that thing?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, it's waaaay heavier now, cuz uhh, I uhh, did some stuff that I will show you later on. Along with everyone else. Hahaha! Dude, you have no idea how difficult it is not to show you now." He said.

"But how much does it weigh?" I asked, taking a closer look at it.

I could see that the handle could rotate now. Better watch out for that. The blade looked like it could separate into different sections, maybe that's what he was going to show me later.

"Two tons." He said.

"What?! No way." I said.

"Yes way, it was only about half a ton before. I can still carry it no prob." He said, smiling from ear to ear.

"Okay, what else were you gonna show me?" I asked.

"Deez Nuts!!!!!!! HA! But, sersly now..." He said.

He unwrapped whatever else was in his coat.

He pulled out two cylinder shaped...things.

They were green, like the destroyer.

I didn't know what they were for, but I asked.

"What are thoooooose?" I asked.

"These...are omega drives..." He said.

"Okay..."

"For your feet."

"Ohhhh..." I said, remembering him saying that he needed a new way of getting places faster and more efficiently.

He put them on, surprisingly quickly, and walked around in them.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Sure, I guess."

The O-Ds lit up, energy was being transferred into them, but they weren't firing.

"What are yo--"

The ground in front of me erupted in a green wave of energy from the O-Ds.

So, apparently, he uses them in bursts, probably to save energy.

In less than a second, he reached the same height as that of the main tower.

"That...was not a good idea..." I said to myself.

He started falling, when he was about 200 feet from the ground, the O-Ds fired up slowing his fall.

He landed.

"Hahahaha!!! Yeah!!!!" He shouted triumphantly.

I could tell that that was the first time he'd ever used it.

"Well, that worked." I said.

"Well no durrr!!!" He said.

"Can I see the destroyer spin?" I asked.

"Yeah, I was gonna show you that next."

He picked up the destroyer from the ground and held it out to his side.

"Hold on." He said, pulling out his scroll.

He turned it up really loud.

"That's gonna wake some people up." I said.

"I want it to." He said.

By now, you should've realized that this guy is a huge show off.

He pulled up "Razor Sharp" and played it.

I swear, he's addicted to music, especially Dubstep and Drumstep.

When the music started, the fired the O-Ds up and the destroyer began to spin.

"One thousand, five hundred RPM!!!!" He yelled.

When the beat dropped, he fired off particles with the rhythm.

The particles were much, much faster than before.

He basically lit the surrounding trees on fire. I could tell he was enjoying this.

When the second drop was over he immediately stopped the destroyer's rotation. At 1,500 RPM!!! Two tons spinning that fast would've been impossible to stop that quickly. But, the destroyer isn't made of the material that most other people's weapons are made of.

The destroyer isn't even metal, which is kind of an advantage, when he's fighting someone like Phyrra.

Omicron is what he calls a "super metal". Even though it isn't metal. It's in a similar category as Darkenel, which is what my armor is made of. It can only be cut by something called a quasar cutter, which is something his dad invented.

Anyways, when he stopped it, something inside it made a loud bang, like something broke.

"Did it break?" I asked.

"Oh, that noise Huh? It's supposed to do that, it makes it sound intimidating." He answered.

"Oh...okay."

"Hehehe, I wanna fight somebody in Goodwitch's class today." He said.

"Hehehehe...hahahahahahaha..." He cackled on and on.

He has this really weird laugh that you can't get used to.

It's always something different. Kinda makes him sound evil and whatnot.

"Who're you gonna fight?" I asked.

"I dunno yet. Someone, for sure." He said and continued to cackle.

"Alrighty then..." I said.

I looked around, noticing that it was significantly brighter now.

"Oh, geez...just wait 'till you see what this can really do." He said, walking back to the dorm.