Gremlins:
What you see, isn't always what you get.
Critters:
You are, what they eat.
This is the mashup I want to see.
Hope you enjoy.
Gremlins vs. Critters
By Jared Kerr
The crites moved. The night had settled across the small town that they were planning to invade. The moon rose high above their leader, Blackie, who unfolded from his ball and spoke. This town is ours for the taking! We have hidden the rest of our eggs here! We shall retrieve them and bring this earth-town to its knees, and no bounty hunters will stop us! The four other crites unfolded and smiled, yes sir! As they approached the small shack, Blackie ordered the others to break down the door. Obeying, the rolled up into their balls and launched. The crites slammed into the wooden door, breaking it open. Blackie led his army into the shack. Dust floated around the abandoned place, but Blackie could scent the eggs. But something wasn't right. Quickly, find them! The small monsters began to snarl and search. What is that smell! Where are the eggs! Blackie followed the scent to a tarp, and covered it. He was not happy. The eggs were there, but so was something else. A little fluffy creature, with huge ears and eyes, shook. What the hell?
The small creature pointed to a corner, Blackie turned around. In the corner, four bigger eggs sat. They began to shake and bubble, as if they were hatching. Blackie called out to his men to protect the eggs, who were also beginning to hatch. From the bigger eggs, four monsters appeared. The first one was fat and had big lips growled. The second one's ears pointed towards the floor, its buck tooth stuck out like a sore thumb. The third creature was laughing, his head was twitching rapidly, its eyes seemed to roll around in its head. The last one seemed to be the leader, it stood up as the spine on its back stuck up with the sounds of swords being drawn. It took one look at Blackie and growled, and began to speak to the others. "Gizmo…." The fluffy creature backed into a corner. Blackie spoke; Whatever the hell you are…..this is our town! I am Blackie, and we are the crites! Mohawk turned back to Lenny, George, and Daffy, "Blackie….CaCa!" The leader opened his jaws and let out a scream, the other crites, plus the hatchlings, gathered behind him, ready to attack. But the gremlins had a surprise. While he was calling, they had snuck over to the water pipes and broke them. Mohawk leaped up onto the sink and watched as water sprayed over the others. Blackie backed up as he watched.
As the liquid dripped over his new enemies, their backs began to bubble as small beings began to emerge from them. The crites looked at each other, making comments such as, what the hell?! Disgusting! What are they doing!? Lenny and George groaned, Daffy giggled in pain. Mohawk watched as the offspring got wet, and then their offspring got wet. His army was building slowly. Finally, when the water stopped, Blackie's jaw dropped. From three gremlins, came thousands. Blackie couldn't help it. Fuck! Mohawk growled and leaped to the front of his new army. Blackie snarled and prepared his spines. "Bang Bang!" Attack! The two groups charged at each other. Mohawk smack Blackie across room and went to finish the job. Gremlins and crites flew everywhere, slamming into furniture. One gremlin ripped a crite's jaw open. A spine flew into the neck of another gremlin. Crites were sent into the ceiling fan, a fit of laughter was to follow. Gremlin limbs flew everywhere as the crites tore into their bodies. Red and green blood splattered the floor. George pulled a crite off of Lenny's back and sent it flying through a window. Daffy laughed as he grabbed a shotgun and blew a crite apart. Mohawk grabbed a chainsaw and tried to kill Blackie who was sending spines his way.
Who wins?
Gremlins Win: Chapter 2
Critters Win: Chapter 3
Gizmo Wins: Chapter 4