Viewtiful Spud
Chapter Eight:
Jake groaned as he slowly started to return to the world. Or, at least he thought it was reality. The last thing he remembered was falling with the Dark Dragon. He had no idea where the fall had led them, but as he sat up, he was beginning to find out.
The area that he was in was somewhat of a wasteland. There were some buildings and other pieces of debris on the ground. "Yo..." Jake muttered to himself. "Where am I?"
Jake wasn't expecting an answer, so he was surprised to hear a low groan. Turning his head to the area of the sound, Jake's eyes widened when he saw that the Dark Dragon was lying right by him. "Whoa!" Jake exclaimed, trying to jump to his feet, only to let out a yelp of pain. Looking down at his body, Jake got a good look at all of his wounds: he had several bruises all over his body, and he also had slashes where the Dark Dragon's claws had sliced into his flesh.
Groaning, Jake started to slowly stand, and just when Jake managed to get to his feet, his claws on his knees, Jake's ears picked up a sound far off into the distance. It was coming closer...and closer...and closer still. It was then that Jake realized what the sound was. It was the sound of motorcycles...and they were coming his way.
"My way out of here!" Jake told himself as he slowly turned around. "Maybe they'll know how to get back to New York..." Jake told himself as he spotted a dust cloud several hundreds of feet away. No doubt that it was coming from the motorcycles. "Yo!" Jake shouted, waving his arms around. "Yo! Over here! I need your help!"
As the motorcycles got closer, Jake realized that he was in his dragon form. He was about to revert to his human form, but before he could, he could hear the engines of the motorcycles right up in front of him. Looking up at the people on the motorcycles, Jake expected them to be shocked at the sight of a dragon, but instead, he was the one that was in for the shock...
Jake's eyes widened as he looked at the three people--no, not people, creatures--in front of him. On the first motorcycles was a big, green beat that looked kind of like a rhino. On the second motorcycle was a bat, and on the third motorcycle was some kind of mutant shark.
"What do you want?!" the green creature growled, apparently not surprised by the dragon standing in front of him.
Jake couldn't really say that he was surprised that the creatures weren't surprised, but it still took him a moment to find his voice. Once he did find it, he stammered: "I...I...I...was jus..."
"If you don't want something, beat it!" the green creature growled.
"...But..." Jake tried to explain, but he was once again cut off.
"I said..." the green creature growled. "...BEAT IT!" The green creature put his hand to his handlebar, but before he could start his motorcycle up again, the mutant shark spoke:
"Hey, Hulk..." It said.
"What is it, Bruce?" the green creature, Hulk, asked.
"Look..." the shark, Bruce, pointed over to the Dark Dragon was on the ground.
Jake watched in shock as the three creatures got off of their motorcycles and walked over to the Dark Dragon. "What is that thing supposed to be?" Hulk asked.
After a moment of silence, it was the bat's turn to speak. "You know, Hulk..." It said. "...I think it kind of looks like you..."
"What?" Hulk demanded.
"Yeah, I think I can see it, too..." Bruce agreed.
"...Maybe he's your brother..." the bat suggested.
"You're crazy!" Hulk growled. "I don't have a brother!"
"...That you know of!" the bat pointed out.
If it were at all possible, Jake's jaw would be touching the ground at this point; the American Dragon watched as Hulk looked down at the Dark Dragon's motionless form. After a moment, he spoke: "Now that you mention it, I think I can see the resemblance..." Then, he added: "...Maybe he is my brother..."
"So does that mean we're taking him with us?" Bruce asked.
"Of course it does, you dolt!" Hulk growled, smacking Brue upside the back of the shark's head. "I'll get him attached!" Jake then watched as Hulk went back to his motorcycle, grabbing a length of chains.
"Yo, what are you doing?" Jake demanded. "How can you do this? The Dark Dragon is a bad dude! You can't take him with you!"
"Shut it..." Hulk growled, glaring at him. "...Just beat it. Don't make me attack you..."
"Oh..." A small smile started to cross Jake's lips. "...I get it. You want to fight the Am Drag! Well, if you want to be an accomplice to the Dark Dragon's escape, then the Am Drag doesn't have much of a choice!" Then, Jake took a step back and released a torrent of fire at the green creature.
However, Hulk had been ready for this, and he was able to dodge the flames. Hulk jumped to the side and threw the chains out at Jake. The attack was too much for Jake to dodge in his injured state, and he yelped as the chains wrapped around him, pinning his arms to his sides.
Grunting, Jake fell to the ground, and as he looked up, he could see Hulk standing over him. "You should have scrammed when I told you to..." Hulk told him, just as the bat walked over to him.
"What are we going to do with him, Hulk?"
"The only thing we can, Charles..." Hulk growled. "...We'll take him to Sprocket..."
END CHAPTER
