In a dim dusty warehouse with a musty smell you can see a person. he was wearing a full head cover gas mask on and a purple business suit with a red shirt under and a green tie. holding a Scottish Dirks dagger. In front of him stands a figure. Tall, menacing, and mysterious he stands. On his head is a pointed hat above his hooded face. From the hood, emerges a silver beak glowing in the moonlight. He wears a dark cloak of feathers wrapped around his midnight black suit. holding a pure black sword in his right hand and his pure black scabbard in his left. The black-clothed individual looked at the businesses suit guy with a pure glare and said,
"Hypnok, you die today.!"
Hypnok chuckled and said, "You cannot control your power enough to harm me badly in the state you are in. You could not sleep for a (month or more) because of my sleep mutilation power. You would not be able to constantly focus enough to fight me. This will be your grave, Zilla!"
Zilla looks at him with even more malice. Then he tightens his right hand and clicks a button on his scabbard and it turn into the pistol. Zilla started moving towards Hypnok. bring the gun up and shooting
Hypnok started running in a circular motion, glanced at the bullets that came after him and knew he would not be able to dodge them all without taking a lot of damage. He cursed to himself while he was dodging bullets going toward him and said, " I should have finished this the second you come instead of playing around " he quickly took the pin off his dagger turning it into a gun. Right as he was going to shoot, one of the bullets hit his hand with a little explosion destroying his hand. Then he screamed. " fuck". holding his decimated hand with his other hand. Right at that moment, Zilla swings his sword with pure concentration at Hypnok's head. Right when it seemed like it was about to be cut, Hypnok dodges it and kicks him as far as he can with his leg. He looked at Zilla, coming up from the standing back up. Then he put his demolished hand and his normal normal hand together in a prayer motion and said, "You know what's funny, Zilla? That I'll probably die if I don,t bandage up this wound but you probably won't give me that chance will you, but you know even if I do die I will not be the one to lose this fight." "What are you planning?", Zilla asked with a calculating look. Hypnok's mouth turned to a diabolical grin and said, " I don't usually use this move because it drains too much but it does not matter now. I might die but I will be known through history as the guy who took down the unbeatable dark hero, Zilla. let me show you my awakening." He then proceeded to laugh like a psychopath. "Zilla, you will be in an internal sleep and an internal dream. The only regret I have is that I did not kill you with my own hands." Zilla ran as fast as he could before he used his ability, but hypnok just laughed as he yelled, "It's too late!...INTERNAL SLEEP''. This energy flowed out of hypnok and came to Zilla. Zilla felt more drowsy than he ever felt. He could barely open his eyes, dragging himself toward Hypnok. Right when he was a couple of steps away, he fell completely down. Hypnok took a knee and looked at Zilla's weakened body and stretched his arm out "If I am going to die then let me at least see your face " as he took off his Zilla mask he saw a black man with a white undercut men's bun with a lot of scars. ( need to describe his face more). Then he laughs saying " they consider you a monster with or without the mask " Then he solely walks away to a wall and slowly leans on it, takes off his mask and takes his final breath.