Fang and Nudge ran as fast as avian/humanly possible through the halls of the Itex base. They had to get to the rest of the Flock before they were attacked. They were all tough, but Fang didn't have much hope of their family holding out for long against seven hybrids that were created for the purpose of wiping out the Flock.
N-41
I stood at the side of the dome shaped enclosure, awaiting orders. The seven of us may as well have been frozen in place and time for all the movement we showed. We watched silently as the entrance to the dome opened and admitted four avian-human hybrids and a dog-human-avian hybrid, which walked towards us and the scientists who stood before us. I instantly recognized the hybrids from the files that we had been given to study. These were the targets that we had needed. Now all we needed was permission to engage.
MAX
I frowned as I walked towards a familiar white-coated figure. In front of me was Dr. ter Borcht, who I hadn't seen since the fiasco in Germany. Next to him were two more whitecoats and a man dressed in a black combat suit. Behind them were seven figures, all different sizes, and all wearing long trench coats, completely obscuring any other details about their bodies. They could have been wearing medieval armor under there and I wouldn't have been able to tell.
Ter Borcht decided to greet me before I got to close. "Stop! Dis is de end for you Max. I have finally succeeded in creating something dat vill destroy you and your pathetic flock."
"What, no 'Hello, how are you'," I asked, in pretend shock. "Didn't your mother ever tell you to be polite?
Angel grinned. "I must have knocked the manners right out of him with that steel bar."
"Enough! Your time is long overdue, and I vill not vait any longer listening to dis! D.S.B. squad; Permission to terminate: Granted!"
N-41
The second the words left ter Borcht's mouth I was in action. Throwing off my trench coat, I leapt into the air and unfurled my wings. I held back, waiting to see where I would be needed. N-37, the wolverine hybrid, immediately charged straight forward towards the one called Max. 37's body was extremely hairy with fur sticking out of the standard black combat suit he wore, and held a strong resemblance to the late Eraser models. He had sharp claws and teeth, and while shorter then an Eraser, he would never stop attacking his opponent, even with broken bones.
The cougar hybrid, N-40 advanced more cautiously. He slowly circled around the two younger ones and slowly forced them to back away. His golden eyes flashed as he steadily worked to move them away from the other targets. His sparring partner, N-36 worked to approach them from the opposite angle, aiming to catch them between a rock and a hard place.
N-35 and N-38, the only others in our squad capable of flight, had also taken to the air and were about to attack the tall one. Being a cross between a human and a deerfly, however, caused N-38 to create a loud buzz while he flew with his large insect wings. The blind avian hybrid was easily able to track where 38 was and went on the offensive by throwing powerful grenades towards his opponent. N-35 used this to his advantage, gliding in from behind on silent hawk owl wings. Iggy was only able to dodge due to advance warning from the short blond boy, who was having great difficulty doing damage to N-36, whose armadillo shell protected him from almost any hit.
N-39 slowly lumbered up to join 37 with the fight against Max, and I decided to fly higher, knowing that there were two more targets, ones that had yet to arrive.
MAX
Man this guy was tough! No matter how many times I hit him, he refused to go down! It was like fighting a guy who had both Ari's natural (or unnatural) weapons and Omega's inhuman resistance to pain. He lunged at me again, intending to sink his teeth into my side. I dodged to the side and punched him in the back of the head as hard as I could. He went to the ground with that one, and took about half a minute to get back to his feet. I used the brief respite to check on everyone else.
Angel and Gazzy were managing to hold their own against their opponents. Angel couldn't seem to be able to control their minds, but she was reading them as fast as she could in order to stay ahead of their attacks. With Angel and Total watching his back, Gazzy focused on trying to do as much damage as possible. He had found that the one with the shell was slow but was also hard to hurt with his hands, so he was saving his bombs for the times when he could roll them underneath the guy. As for Cat-boy, I didn't know for sure what the Gasman had planed, but I could think of a few ideas, none of them pretty.
Iggy however, needed backup. He had taken to the air to protect himself from the ground-walking hybrids, as well as getting some added agility to use against his airborne opponents, but two on one was kind of though. Speaking of which…
"Iggy! Bird brain at 8 o'clock!" He quickly folded his wings and dropped six feet, evading the owl mutant that was trying to tackle him to the ground.
"Thanks Max! Here, catch!" With that he threw a flat disk towards me, which I caught with one hand. Looking over the bomb, I saw that it had a simple button to push nothing else. That included info on how short the fuse was. I think I'll just save this for later I thought, and put it in my pocket.
Max, there is no time like the present.
So? I could handle one sorry beast boy without having to blow him up.
One, true. How about two?
O shitake mushrooms, that guy is BIG! When Snarly had gone down, the final member of the D.S.B. squad left on the ground, who was definitely a bear hybrid, had decided to make this a two on one fight. This guy stood at about 7 feet tall and looked like he would exceed the cargo capacity weight limit for a freight elevator. He was even hairier then the first guy, and his fist looked like it could do as much damage as Gozen's.
Dammit Fang, where are you?
Yea, a fight scene! And now that I have something that I don't want people to steal: I own the Death to Snickers Bars squad! Here's a list, in case you got confused.
N-35: Surnia ulula (Northern Hawk Owl)
N-36: Dasypus novemcinctus (Nine-Banded Armadillo)
N-37: Gulo gulo (Wolverine)
N-38: Chrysops callidus (Deerfly)
N-39: Ursus americanus (Black Bear)
N-40: Puma concolor (Cougar, also known as Mountain Lion or Puma)
N-41: Falco columbarius (Merlin)
I also own the plot to this fanfiction. Steal it and you will have chosen the path of pain!
Read On ~ DE
