Dayspar

To say she made an entrance would be an understatement. His senses picked up on her long before she decided to drop out of the sky and do the classic superhero landing. Even after having done it himself it was still just as cool to watch as it always was. He put his notebook into his bag, waved back, and made his way over to meet her. He knew who Daystar was; before he went to the island she was an up and coming hero on the scene. No big waves just a few ripples but, it looked like alot had happened for her career in 2 years.

Compared to Daystar John wasn't really anything special, just a scrawny kid with glasses and a few inches on her. His fashion sense wasn't much to talk about either. He only had one outfit he could wear when working. His tranformation often left his clothes in ruins so they used samples of his DNA from the island to make him 5 sets of the same outfit so that way it could transform with him. Saved them money and it gave his Kaiju form it's distinct grey, white, and red coloration. Streit had called it a natural super suit which had a nice ring to it.

"John, cool suit" he exclaimed returning her greeting. "Oh nah, I have no problem hitting girls...not that I hit girls I'm just sayin like if I have to hit one I don't mind...I hope you get what I'm saying."

He took off his glasses and placed them down on one of the tables. The two scientists gave Streit a thumbs up and he in return gave the pair a nod to let them know to get started.

Each blow packed a dominant amount of force that only an Apex Predator could provide and even after taking the initial punch she made little effort to dodge. For all intents and purposes he had expected her to be a speed type hero who focused on evasion and ranged strikes. Tanking his punches, even if they were just jabs, was something he wasn't expecting from Daystar. His roundhouse kick sent the Solar Sentinel flying across the desert before she righted herself and dug her feet in creating large trails of sand. Kid Kaiju kept his movement up, never staying still for too long, as Daystar called out to him. She mentioned the safe word...she was tougher than she looked. Then again Streit had personally picked her for this so what else should he expect.

He went to close the gap again but, she had already launched her own counter in the form of a supersonic superheated lance of molten rock. Liquids, when forced out at enough pressure, were some of the strongest weapons on the planet. It was something he remembered from the lessons on elemental abilities and how hydro kinesis was especially deadly when underestimated. He held out his finger like a gun and released a blast of compressed air so strong the recoil pushed him backwards. The blast of wind would disrupt the path of the molten lance, splattering the material where the two collided.

"ALL GOT!" he called out before his senses detected something from his left. A bolt of lightning slammed into his arm with more force than a bolt of lightning should've had. Electricity wasn't something he couldn't withstand for extended periods of time and his internal temperature was already scalding hot. The force of the strike however, knocked him on his ass. He had focused his full attention on the first of her attacks leaving him open for another. She had used the sonic boom from the stone to cover her approach and now he was on the defensive.

Rising to his feet the Kaiju got blasted by a stream of pure heat which she would normally be ineffective but, Daystar would know how much heat he could take. For the first time since testing he felt himself sweat. Releasing two more compressed blasts of air from his feat he launched himself into the air. He had one more blast stored which he intended to use to propel himself towards her but, that was when he found himself suddenly disoriented. Rather than moving at an angle he sent himself straight down into the sand. Hands clasped onto his ears as pain shot through him, a sonic attack. It was the type of move that preyed on enhanced senses like his own.

SSSSKKKREEEOOOOONNNGGGGKKKKK Instinctively a large amount of radiation rapidly rose through his throat and exploded out of his mouth. The beam of nuclear breath carved across the desert towards Daystar. His body began to adjust allowing him to regain his balance; she was going to keep this fight distant he needed to close that gap. The question was, how would he get through her consistent wave of long range attacks in an open area like this?

Whistler let out a few labored breaths. He had done training before but, nothing like this. He had just been subjected to four different attacks that each required a different defense in the span of a few seconds. He didn't have time to think up the counter measure for each of them on the spot...then again would he in the field. This was a simulation of an actual hero mission afterall. Maybe the key was to stop thinking so much. His body knew how to react to things, just like when he played street fighter. It wasn't about responding to your opponents moves, it was about predicting them. You had to choose which strikes you blocked, which ones you moved around, and which ones it was better to just take.

There was a massive build up of energy from where Daystar was. Based on everything that had happened so far John was certain of one thing, whatever attack she was going to throw didn't seem strong enough to take him out. He needed to take that hit and respond to whatever came next. The flash of light seared his retinas and pain shot through his skull. His hearing was still recovering and his vision was down. That just left his sense of touch and smell. While his senses weren't honed enough to feel the minute changes in the air that heralded Daystar's silent approach she had failed to count on his fifth sense. He could smell just how close she was but, he didn't know what she was going to throw at him so rather than risk it he retreated. A blast of air throwing his body backwards and to the side to avoid the main impact; only getting caught up in the aftereffects of the strike that sent him tumbling through the air.

His vision started to return as he righted himself and slid through his landing. It worked and he felt his confidence start to return. There was still a chance for him to win here if he just made the right choices. Even if this was an uphill battle against an experienced opponent he could use that to his advantage and try to catch her off guard.

"AM SORRY. DODGE BETTER!" he replied through a toothy grin. Banter was the best part of a fight afterall.

He began charging up another round of his Atomic Breath and lept into the air. He wanted her to think the attack was going to come from above and drive her into the ground. He already knew she could take it and that it took her full focus to defend against it. He planned on using that to his advantage. Two blasts of air shot him downwards while another one turned his dive into a spinning roundhouse kick that was spiraling so fast his atomic breath became a wheel of radioactive flame. He had been working on this move since day 1, the Radioactive Roundhouse.

The angle of the impact was specific. He wanted her to be driven into the ground below him which would hopefully leave her in range for a follow up.

He got her, he actually got her. The sense of childlike joy would show through on his face as he landed his devastating technique and forced Daystar top weather the immense force he put out. Even if he wasn't fighting to kill, her managing to block that hit...let alone keep standing...was a testament to her mastery over her own abilities. The ground below her feet began to shatter and break under the force of the impact. John should've backed up, he should've attempted to capitalize on the fact that her hands were currently occupied with his kick, and he shouldn't have tried to push through her. His inexperience in that moment, combined with Daystar's experience, let his excitement get the best of him. Rather than retreating the moment his kick was blocked he tried to overpower the energy absorber and very swiftly paid the price.

Suddenly his leg got very cold as Daystar drained not only his kinetic energy but, his thermal energy as well. The loss of feeling snapped John back into the reality of this situation; one lucky hit never took a game just like one lucky kick never ended a fight. His attempt at escaping her grapple proved fruitless as she dumped the energy his kick had given her into tossing the Kaiju into a nearby boulder. His hundred pound mass blasted through the stone sphere and into a nearby cliff face.

Pain shot through every nerve ending in his alien form. Not to mention he couldn't walk with his leg frozen solid which made the already difficult task of keeping the gap closed nearly impossible. If this was a real fight he would've been dead the moment he hit her with that kick and they both knew it.

He looked down at his arm, then at his frozen leg, and then he gave in.

"PINEAPPLE!" He roared as his body reverted to its normal form. He made his way back to Daystar"Ain't no way this leg is healing in a reasonable amount of time without a powerup. You win." It was hard not to sound defeated when you cost yourself a match. Even if it was a match you knew you were going to lose.

A few seconds later Streit landed near them and extended a hand to the girl. "Good work, you really put him through the ringer. Thanks to you we can see the areas he needs to improve in."

"Mr.Streit if I can just say one thing-"

"-The researchers need to see you John and you need to take care of that leg. I'll meet you at the car." John gave a soft wave to Daystar before heading away from the two of them. "So, what do you think? Don't hold back I want the honest truth."