And the next part to my story is here! The battle continues to rage on! Read and enjoy!
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The battle seemed to be raging for the last hour. So far, the assortment of characters from the Creator's world seemed to be winning. Kareem had been very doubtful before, and he had expected the hordes of the Great Old Ones to simply plow through the denizens of his world. Images of the dead and dying seemed to cloud his thoughts, and it sparked more worry. And the Great Old Ones had still yet to make an appearance.
Knuckles smashed his fist into the face of a nightgaunt, shattering the alien's fleshy head into an explosion of ichor. From behind him, the tentacles of a shoggoth grabbed onto his red arms, but Knuckles took little notice, pulling forward, and causing the alien mass behind him to fly over him, crashing hard into the ground.
"When do these things give up?" Silver the Hedgehog said next to the echidna. The white hedgehog seemed surrounded, by a troupe of star spawns. The spawns watched Silver with hunger, waiting for the moment to strike. But Silver never gave them the chance. The hedgehog suddenly glowed a neon green aura, and he motioned his hands around him. Suddenly, the star spawns were caught in Silver's psychokinetic grip, and the green aura bathed over them, clenching their alien limbs as they became suspended in the air. Silver made a simple gesture, and the psychokinetic force blasted the aliens outward, far into the unforgiving ground.
Lock slipped behind an unsuspecting night gaunt, and comically tapped the alien on the shoulder. With a screech, the thing turned to face the devil-boy.
"Let's see if you can catch me, freak!" Lock said, sticking out his tongue as he turned to run from the alien. The nightgaunt swooped into the sky, flapping its wings as it set it sights on catching Lock. It looked about to swoop, until it crackled with electricity, screaming in agony. Shock emerged from the midst of the battle, a nasty smile on her face, letting the electricity course from her tiny hands into the helpless alien. She stopped, and the nightgaunt seemed to fall to the ground, moving weakly. Before it got far, another laugh could be heard, and Barrel touched the downed alien on what might be its face, freezing it to solid ice in less than a few seconds. Lock grinned evilly, and without a moment's notice, he let loose flame from his palms, melting the frozen alien without mercy.
Dexter seemed to grimace at the three's enjoyment of this death they were dishing, but he swept away his worries, landing a hard punch from his mech right into a shoggoths body. The mech hand suddenly got stuck, and Dexter seemed to be struggling to pull it out. The shoggoth wrapped its alien tentacles around Dexter's mech arm, pulling it further into its formless body. The boy genius wasn't dumb, however, and it only took him a few seconds to reconfigure his arm with his mental thoughts. In an instant, it had become a large fan-like set of blades, and Dexter spun them inside the alien's body. They cut it straight from the inside, eviscerating the shoggoth into puddles of fleshy alien jelly that flew everywhere.
"I would be intrigued with the anatomy of these life forms if they weren't trying to kill me." He said, stepping hard with one of his mech's feet on a puddle with a still blinking eye.
The great kaiju, Godzilla stampeded through the alien masses, his breath frying many of their ranks. The great monster stepped hard on more of them, and back lash from his powerful tail knocked more away. Godzilla didn't think about fighting these things, he just did. He felt presences on his skin, and he looked to see nightgaunts swarming on him like a horde of bats. Godzilla roared defiantly, and his back spines seemed to begin glowing a white hot blue. Suddenly, energy exploded out of his mouth, and a powerful atomic blast smashed into a large number of the aliens. On his towering body, nightgaunts had literally disintegrated, incinerated from the heat of his body surging with atomic energy.
Krystal's hopes rose at the sight of the giant monster that seemed to be on their side, kicking aside a nightgaunt that had tried to claw at her. She turned quickly, unloading a shot from her pistol into the head of a star spawn. The spawn fell lifelessly, a smoking crater in the center of its head. Slippy wasn't the best at using weapons, but he was able to take down a few of the aliens that converged around them. Falco, on the other hand, seemed to be an expert at all this. The blue-feathered falcon jumped back, letting loose the onslaught of double pistols into the body of another shoggoth. The blasts seared into the thing's body, and it took Falco only a few more to finish the screaming beast off.
"This is way too easy." Falco said, with obvious overconfidence in his voice. Krystal wanted to agree with him, but there was something bothering her. Something was entering her thoughts, cutting into them like a hot needle. She knew it was having something to do with her telepathy, and that she could feel a group of strange presences invading her thoughts. Whatever they were, Krystal knew they were things not of this earth.
As the group continued to fight on, they realized that the servants of the Great Old Ones seemed to greatly thinning. Sonic continued to speed around, cutting into more shoggoths and star spawns that got into his way. The hedgehog seemed to not feel much from all this killing he had been doing, and it was beginning to surprise him.
Cutting through yet another shoggoth as he rolled into his ball form, Sonic wondered what this Creator might be doing to influence all them.
Because I know I can't dance like that…., he thought, and Sonic would make sure to point out that fact to this so-called Creator later. If they survived, that is. But for all the Creator might have done to influence him, he still could shake off his thoughts about a certain pink hedgehog. As much as Sonic hated to admit it, he was more worried than ever about Amy, because she was clearly in harm's way. As Tails had said to him multiple times "You're just going to keep running from it, aren't you Sonic? You might fool everyone else about what you think of Amy, but you won't fool me."
Sonic wasn't much of one to think about his personal issues during a life or death struggle, so he silenced his pondering and focused himself on killing more of the aliens.
Jack Skellington and Samurai Jack were back to back, surrounded by a group of Shoggoths. The alien blobs screamed and gibbered as their mouths hungered for the two they were around. Tentacles flailed and eyes moved incoherently as they pulsated forward, intent on devouring the skeleton and the samurai.
"So what are we waiting for?" Jack Skellington asked as the shoggoths moved closer.
"The perfect moment to strike." His samurai colleague responded, and the beasts were only some feet away.
"And that would be?" the Skellington said as the aliens were just about to upon them.
"Now!" Samurai Jack told him, and the two struck in unison as they let loose their attacks on the alien masses. The samurai slashed his sword outward, and behind him, Jack Skellington jumped up as he barely avoided Samurai Jack's spinning strike. The ancient sword cut through the alien flesh with ease, and the shoggoths almost didn't respond to the fact that their bodies were about to disconnect. While in the air, Jack Skellington let his hands explode their spike forms into the shoggoths. The aliens finally recognized the hits, and they fell into themselves, eviscerated in multiple places. Samurai Jack made a leap to avoid being crushed, and Jack Skellington nimbly landed beside him.
"For one who is not even alive, you seem to know the ways of the warrior better than most." Samurai Jack commented and Jack Skellington rubbed the back of his bony head in slight embarrassment.
"Well, I'm really not all that great…." The skeleton began to respond, but he stopped in mid-sentence, his fingers spiking outward to cut through a star spawn about to claw at his partner. Samurai Jack barely ducked it, but he smiled, charging toward another alien with Skellington by his side.
Amy Rose brought her hammer back around, hitting yet another night gaunt. The things had surrounded her, and she was doing all she could to fend them off.
"Get away! Get away!" she yelled out as she continued bashing the things with her hammer, but the nightgaunts seemed to remain persistent. The pink hedgehog could feel herself beginning to tire, and the nightgaunts seemed to just keep coming. Finally, Amy couldn't go on any more, and she weakly let go of her hammer. The nightguants descended their claws ready and their mouths hungry.
A blast of force sent the aliens flying back from the hedgehog, and a familiar blue blur picked up the injured Amy in his arms without a second thought. She was disheveled, her dress ripped in various places and nasty cuts along her arms. Sonic held her tight, dodging and weaving the aliens in his way. Though Amy seemed to almost be lost in unconsciousness, she could feel some comforting presence, and it was bringing her away from danger.
Sonic stopped suddenly, though. There were no aliens left to dodge.
In fact, the only ones left were being finished off by the three Eds, who burned their otherworldly forms them with their super-hot plasma field. The blue hedgehog put Amy down on the ground, scanning her for any sign of external wounds. She looked okay, but the worry hadn't left Sonic yet, and he put a gloved hand on her forehead, waiting diligently for her to wake up.
Numbuh 4 punched a dying alien, and he looked around, seeing that the surrounding city, now ruined by the passing of the aliens, was empty, littered with the bodies of the dead. He scratched his head, wondering how they might have won so easily. Even Godzilla seemed confused, the towering kaiju standing awkwardly still and silent at the sudden stop of violence.
"That's it?" he said out loud, "They weren't so tough!"
"Don't count on this being over yet. There are still more of these things." Krystal responded, brushing herself off. "I can feel it."
Samurai Jack sheathed his sword, and most of the others seemed to be resting, nursing their wounds. The samurai watched them all, and he almost envied their attitudes to all this. But they have not trained through what I have. They did not face Aku like I have, Jack thought, closing his eyes as he mediated silently.
The Creator was beyond surprised. The servants of the Great Old Ones were dead, their bodies strewn throughout the battlefield. His creations had actually triumphed.
"YES!" he said out loud, jumping up like he'd won a million dollars. With a grin on his face, Kareem took a look back down on the planet, and as he looked closely, he could see a worried Sonic tending to a hurt, but not too hurt, Amy Rose. It brought Kareem more comfort, even though he was more worried about her well-being than he was glad about Sonic finally paying attention to her.
But then something came that broke the Creator's mood. From up in his void up above, he watched with a look of horror as something massive began to catapult into the planet's atmosphere.
"Oh no…" he said, shock pasted onto his face.
Brick became flesh again, swiftly turning back from his laser form. He was a bit tired, and beside him, Boomer and Butch were napping on each other. The red Rowdy Ruff stretched himself nonetheless, before looking up into the sky.
Something began coming into view, and Brick squinted to see what it was. Whatever it was, it was coming faster, and it looked huge. Brick suddenly broke out in panic, and without thinking, picked up his two brothers by the shirt collars, flying fast from the area. Everyone else seemed to back away at this, and little did they know, it was for their own benefit.
In the spot that the Rowdy Ruff Boys had been, a huge shape landed hard on the ground. The many characters looked at in sudden surprise, and as the dust settled, it could be fully seen.
It was a gargantuan blob, of sorts. The thing was like black tar, and it flowed and moved with life. Along its form, large, opaque eyes grew and shrunk, popping in viscous sounds. The thing had no mouth, at least from what could be seen, but its eyes looked at the group with an alien intelligence. It reared up, its eyes expanding as it let loose a horrible, alien scream. Many closed their hands over their ears, but Sonic closed his over Amy's, letting himself take the full brunt of its noise. His hedgehog ears pounded with pain like no tomorrow, beginning to bleed, but the thing soon stopped.
Krystal felt her mind pounding, and the presence of this new creature blared in her thoughts. The KND looked at this thing in obvious fear, and they seemed to shrink behind the others. Samurai Jack stood his ground, and Dexter began to speak, his voice low and frightened.
"It's…Yog-Sothoth….he's a…a…Great Old One!" the genius stuttered, as the Great Old One reared up more, high above the group. It looked at them, a cold, alien emotion glinting off its eyes. The Keeper of the Gate, the title this thing had been given by the various cults that worshiped it, screamed a primal scream, and it dove down, its ancient, alien mind intent on destroying these life forms that stood in its way.
