Flying through the forest. Don, slams against a tree. Breaking it and falling into the ground. Tree all around obscuring his sight and blocking out his sight from everything else in the forest.
Another tree breaks in the distance. Supposedly supposed to be the weird hippie teen, he sprints straight toward the direction of the sound.
Smashing past trees. Collapsing them into the ground. He shrugs it off as if nothing. Running right past another like an impenetrable force. His height growing ever so slightly with every tree he collapses. His muscle growing muscle apon his already existing muscle.
Finally after running for a full minute, he comes across a dirt crater in the ground, small but still a bowl like shape. In the middle of the crater a giant egg plated in gold. The height of the egg is amazing. The egg reaching half the height of Don.
Don body bigger then it was before. Now reaching a height of seven foot tall. His legs stretched to an abnormal length. The same goes for his arms. The wingspan of them are now insanely long. His muscle on his body accommodate all the now stretched body of Don.
Taking a step into the crater. His foot makes an imprint of itself in the dirt, as it takes another step, then another, then another. Until finally he gets to the center of the crater. Where the golden egg is at.
Reaching his hand out, gripping the top of the giant egg, it nearly gets covered by the hand. Under it a cracking sound is made. Removing his hand, Don sees the crack and takes a step back from the egg.
Slowly the egg cracks even more. The crack reaches from the top of the egg, now toward the middle. The egg now fully cracked, soon emerging from the crack at the very top of the egg, a hand that's covered in gold as well.
The hand points up and makes itself flat. Turning itself and sliding the hand straight through the egg from the inside breaking it and revealing what was really inside the egg.
The teen, that was thrown with Don, was inside. Emerging completely out of the egg, breaking it in the process. He's covered in gold this time. Standing there looking around his surroundings and his eyes finally catching Don. As the abnormally large man, stares at the teen covered in gold.
His clothes have been covered in gold and his skin as well. The clothes don't seem to be flat or stiff whatsoever though. There is wrinkles and the clothes move freely. Like regular clothes.
His necklaces are gone however. In return there is a gold colored, chain flowing around his body. From his shoulder, around his arm, down to his wrist. Not quite touching but flouting around the arm.
Stretching out his finger and looking at his body, first. He starts doing squats, jumping and stretching his back. As well as his arms and neck, hearing a crack loud enough from his neck.
Dons face in anger, his fist clench so tight, the veins begin to show. His face now a different shade then before, the color being red. He's also shaking but not from fear but because his anger makes his body feel tight. Included with the fact that the mass amount of muscle grown makes him feel heavy, but rugged.
The gold man looking at the giant, covered in muscle. Tilting his head. Then he looks around. As if he doesn't know who he's looking for. Scratching his head, his gold finger nails, on his gold hair, yet not a single metal sound was made.
"Bro, there was this stupid fucking Asian dude here. Do you know where he when? Me and that f*cking ch*nk have a bone to pick with each other."
The teen talking to Don as if he's not just standing there right in front of him. With his fist clenched and his face not turning red from anger.
Unbeknownst to Don, his body has damn near fully changed. His mass muscle makes him look like a different dude. Veins aren't just popping from where his hands and clenched so tight but from other part of his body.
His shirt and his pants completely torn off from when he fell into the forest. The only thing that stays holding itself was his underwear that has the clit in the middle. Just barely blocking the sight of his p*nis from being shown. He also doesn't even look like a regular man, but that of a man that only cared about muscle, exercising from day to night, for twenty four hours, every seven days.
Words don't seem to be understood by the mass of muscle though. The muscle takes another step closer to the Gold teen. One step is enough to close the distance between them, since Don was already in the dirt crater.
"Whoa, dude back up, personal space…"
The Gold teen gives a closer look into the face of Don, finally seeing his face. Ever so clearly. Tilting his head the other way and smiling.
"… you know what. This distance between us is perfect!"
As soon as he finishes his sentence Don tries hitting him, but his fist falls apon gold, blocking his fist. Not just blocking the fist but stabbing into his flesh. Giving extremely small, microscopic stabbing into his hands.
Don tries to move his hand out of the way but it's to late. The gold is already stuck there. Not moving no matter how much he shakes his hand, trying to fling it off.
"Yeah that's the eggs power, with this my gold can get stuck to you and stab right into your flesh. It's funny because why would I ever try fighting when I can just torture?"
With the same hand that has the gold, Don throws a punch so hard toward the gold teens face. The gold tries to block it again but the force of the punch is so strong that the gold can't fully block it. Making the punch connect and sending the gold teen flying deeper into the forest.
Tree go flying down, landing hard, kicking up dirt and making leaves of the other trees gracefully flow down. The gold on the hand of Don drops down, off of his hand. Freeing his hand.
Don immediately takes this chance and charges straight into the dirt cloud, that the gold teen flew straight through. Pushing up clumps of dirt that just slams into other tree, making a loud thumping sound and with every step from the giant man a small quake happens.
Going deeper into the dirt. Don comes to an end. Stop his sprint by pushing hard back. Looking around the surrounding area to find the gold teen. He's struck in the back with a sharp object. Lining from his right shoulder down the toward his lower back.
The thing that struck him was gold. Pure gold. Giving him a small cut in his back and the gold once again gets stuck to his skin. Giving his body small micro stabs into his cut. The blood becoming more and more as time goes on.
The golden strike came from inside the dirt clouding. Making it difficult to see the inside of the area. Making it the perfect place to sneak attack from. Another strike comes out from the dirt clouding. Once again striking the back of Don, giving him a pseudo tattoo of a golden X.
Turning Don sees the whip that was used to strike the back of Don. Time and again. Immediately Don goes rushing in. Head first. Pushing so hard off the ground, he kicks dirt into tree and tumbles some of them down.
Don side to side with the gold whip, on the left part of his body, he grabs it , with his left hand. Feeling the pain of the micro stabbings. Pulling it hard bringing in a person, like a man fishing for another man. The gold teen, flying in. Straight toward him, let's go of the whip.
Growing wings out of his shirt. Pushing him away from the extremely muscular man. Flapping hard to get away. But that to late, he's already close enough. With one lunge. Don closes their distance.
Throwing his fist so hard into the golden face, pushing him into the ground. You think you would think that the whole jaw would come off. The dirt once again gets kicked up into the air. Making a pseudo fog.
The gold that was stuck to the back of Don when he was struck now falls again. Leaving him with only an X of blood tattooed and no gold in that surrounding area of his back. The gold that was sticking to the plan of his left hand also fell.
The micro stabbings, all have been made and left marks that have some very small amount of blood permeating through the palm of his hand and along from when he tried to punch the golden teen in the face.
The cloud slowly dissipates. Making it even more clear on where to look to find the gold teen. Little by little. He can see it ever so slightly. The golden teens jaw did come off.
His lower golden jaw, broken off. His blood the color of gold as well. His tongue gold. It would be safe to assume everything inside of him is golden as well.
His body laid there lifeless. Making it crystal clear that he is dead. The golden blood being slowly poured out of his mouth and nose. Along with an indented fist in the golden face of the golden teen.
Walking away from another dirt crater made from his strength. The gold teen seemlessly dead. He leaves taking step after step. With the sound of a mouse being heard. In the forest background.
Unknowingly to him, leaving that mouse alone was one of the worst things that could be happening. The mouse carrying gold to the body. In small doses. The gold slowly moves continuously collecting onto the gold teen. Making him twitch, and his jaw to build back onto his face.