Django immediately launched himself at El Tigre. El Tigre swiftly jumped to the side, knocking Black Cuervo over in the process. Django skidded to a stop a few yards away from the trio. "Dodging me again, are we, Tigre?" The skeleton scowled, "Come now, you're better than that."
"Tigre! Get off of me!" Black Cuervo shouted, a small blush forming on her face upon seeing her boyfriend on top of her. Realizing how awkward the situation was, El Tigre hopped off the raven-themed girl. She stood up, dusting herself off. "What do we do?"
Noting that his enemy was caught off guard by Black Cuervo, Django launched himself at El Tigre once again, preparing to slice his head off with his sharp, boney fingers. However, he was cut short when Lady Gobbler jumped in front of her granddaugher's boyfriend, blasting the skeleton with her cane. "Don't you place a single finger on that boy!" She yelled, "If anyone is going to kill him, I want it to be the Flock of Fury, not some guitar-playing, trouble-making grandmami's boy!"
Lady Gobbler ignited her jet pack and flew towards Django, punching his skull. She flew upwards, preparing to cause another strike. Django rubbed the spot on his skull where Lady Gobbler had punched him and looked up at the elderly villainess. "Why you little bitch…"
"Cuervo! I'll handle Django! You and Lady Gobbler go help your mom!" El Tigre executed. He turned to run towards Django, but was stopped by a grab to the arm.
"No, Tigre. I'll handle Django. Go help your familia with my grandmami." Black Cuervo spoke calmly, looking into El Tigre's eyes.
He hesitated at first, realizing how dangerous of a villain Django of the Dead is. The grandson of Sartana of the Dead was practically a ruthless killer, nearly killing him in their last encounter. However, after reanalyzing the situation, El Tigre came to the realization that Django did not have his mystic guitar, Frida did. Not to mention the fact that Django couldn't burn Cuervo to a crisp, considering his skeletal hands were not covered in lava this time. Letting out a sigh, Manny nodded, confirming his agreement to the new plan.
Using her jetpack, Black Cuervo zoomed towards her grandmother, holding El Tigre by the wrist. She threw the teen super at Lady Gobbler after flying over the elderly villainess and he landed directly on top of her. "Hey! What are you doing? You are wrecking my flight pattern you ignorant teenager!" Lady Gobbler spat.
"New plan! We have to go help your daughter!" El Tigre announced.
Lady Gobbler shrugged. "Eh, good enough for me." She flew off with the teen towards her daughter, who was getting badly defeated by Manny's ex best friend.
Black Cuervo landed before Django of the Dead, who watched El Tigre and Lady Gobbler fly away. He got back on his feet and smirked. "Well well… This is going to be interesting."
"So, you're Django of the Dead, eh? The same villain who tried to kill El Tigre and my family? How dare you!" Black Cuervo hissed.
Django chuckled and shrugged. "What can I say, chica? I'm an evil dude." His smirk faded and he put on a serious demeanor. "So, if I were you, I would turn and run away right now unless you want to be killed yourself…"
Black Cuervo positioned herself for battle. "You think I'm scared of a bag of bones? Think again."
"Very well. Don't say I didn't warn you…"
Django lurched forward, thrusting his claws in front of him intent on puncturing the raven-themed girl before him. Black Cuervo quickly launched upward, avoiding the skeleton's boney claws. His feet skidded against the asphalt and he lifted himself against the ground, grabbing hold of Black Cuervo's boot. "Aye!" Black Cuervo screeched in panic.
Lifting his arm, Django sliced through Black Cuervo's black and purple tights, putting a large gash on her leg. Black Cuervo let out a scream of severe pain, and bit her lip. Pulling out her wrist laser, she blasted Django off of her. Flying to the nearest rooftop, she landed and observed her wound. Her eyes widened at how deep the cut was. "Shit…" She mumbled to herself.
"You like your new wound?" Black Cuervo spun around in surprise, finding Django behind her. Blood was dripping from his fingers, and the twisted smirk upon his face showed just how pleased he was with his work.
"What? How did you get up here so quickly?" Black Cuervo questioned.
"I have my ways."
"Why are you doing this? Why are you helping that stupid blue-haired slut?" Black Cuervo shouted in frustration.
Django didn't respond. Instead, he started to run towards her. Black Cuervo moved to the side, but failed to dodge the skeleton. He grabbed hold of her torso with his blood-covered hand and jumped off the side of the building. The two dueling foes began to fall towards the sidewalk, but, using her jetpack, Black Cuervo flew the two back up into the air. "Did you forget I have a jetpack you stupid-"
Now using both hands, Django climbed over to Black Cuervo's back. "What are you doing?!" Black Cuervo asked in fear, already knowing the answer. She tried to aim her wrist laser at him, but could not get him locked on. Django grabbed Black Cuervo's mechanical wings and violently yanked them off, causing her flight patterns to go out of whack. Nearly falling off of his nemesis, Django quickly wrapped his skeletal arms around the Flock of Fury member. The two teenagers soon found themselves flying all over the Miracle City skies. Using her talons, Black Cuervo clawed at Django's arms to release his grip on her, but to no avail. Deciding to use another strategy, Black Cuervo easily managed to pull Django's arms right out, causing him to fall off of her. Quickly following the falling villain was his arms, which Black Cuervo threw down at him.
"I don't want your stupid arms, you know!" Black Cuervo shouted at him. Thinking she was the victorious winner of this battle, she gasped upon seeing him fall against a rooftop instead of plummeting towards the ground. Her gasp was cut short upon crashing into the window of an apartment. Shattered glass covered her helmet and body, creating more cuts on her body. Her jet pack finally burned out and she stopped in front of an elderly lady watching her television. She looked up, "Eh… Sorry ma'am."
The old lady screamed, grabbed her broom, and started swatting Black Cuervo's helmet. "Bad bird! Get out of my apartment!"
Black Cuervo sighed, the broom doing absolutely nothing. "You got any bandages? I'm kind of fighting Django of the Dead…"
"You got that right!" Django hopped in through the broken window. "You know, Cuervo, throwing my arms at me wasn't exactly the smartest idea."
"Eek! A skeleton!" The old lady screamed.
"What the? Ow! Hey! Stop that!" Django threw his arms over his head upon having the elderly woman start to swat him with the broom instead of Black Cuervo.
Using this to her advantage, Black Cuervo took out her laser and shot Django. The resulting blast causing him to crash straight through the wall of the building. Black Cuervo let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks, lady."
"Get out!" The old lady pointed towards the window.
Black Cuervo struggled to get up, "Look, unless you have bandages for me to cover my wounds, I'm not going anywhere."
The old lady sighed. "Fine, I'll go look in my bathroom."
The elderly woman left the villainess in the living room. Black Cuervo started to pluck shards of broken glass out of her helmet. "Well, this is just great. What was I thinking, taking on Django of the Dead?" No longer pulling glass out, she wobbled over to the window and looked down. She squealed in fear. Climbing swiftly against the wall was none other than Django. He stopped in his tracks. "You little runt! You cracked my ribs!"
Black Cuervo smirked, "Bueno."
Her comment did not please Django one bit. He started coming towards her again, only to be shot back down to the ground by her laser once again. This did not stop him, for he sat up, "Stop that!"
"Why won't you evaporate like those banditos?" Black Cuervo shouted down at him.
"Because, the only way to get rid of me is through my mystic guitar, you stupid girl! You can't beat me!" Django attempted to get on his feet, only to fall back over. He screamed in pain. Looking at his ankle, he found that Black Cuervo had broken it. "What? No!"
Black Cuervo chuckled. "Looks like I can beat you if I break those bones of yours!" She suddenly felt something being thrown against the back of her head.
"There's your bandages! Now get out you rebellious teenager!" The old lady retook her place on the couch.
Black Cuervo quickly applied the bandages to her leg and got on the ledge of the window. "Gracias, seniorita!"
Instantly she felt Django's boney hand grab onto her good leg. She shrieked and looked down at him. Grinning, Django started to dig his sharp fingers into the Goth's leg. As a last resort, Black Cuervo jumped out of the window, causing the two to plummet head-first towards the sidewalk. A cloud of smoke covered the ground as both teenagers landed on the ground. Thankfully, Black Cuervo's helmet protected her from taking major damage. Unforunately for her, Django grabbed her torso once more and threw her against the ground, pinning her down.
"You!" Django hissed through his teeth, "I am so done with you! You broke my ankle, cracked my ribs and now my legs are cracked, too!" He inched his face closer to hers, "I am going to end you!"
Black Cuervo struggled to get free from his grasp. She quit her struggling, however and seemed to admit defeat. "Okay, you got me, Django." She opened her eyes, "I know when I'm beaten…"
Django lifted his arm to puncture Black Cuervo's chest, but froze. He stared into her fuchsia eyes. He knew those eyes anywhere. No, she couldn't be Zoë Aves, could she? Of course! It makes sense; they had the same purple streaks, the same tights and the same eyes! And then a realization entered his mind: He was about to kill his crush.
Although she was confused as to why Django hesitated, Black Cuervo used this opportunity to her advantage and used her free arm and punch Django away from her. She armed herself with her laser, pointing it directly at the skeleton teen. "If you think you're going to kill me, you have another thing coming, bone boy!"
Django shook his head, snapping him back to his senses. He stared at the charged laser and lowered his eyes. "Go."
"What?"
"Go and fight Frida."
Black Cuervo was truly stunned now. Had the sinister villain just given up? She lowered her gun and slowly wobbled backwards. "Really?"
"Yes!" Django shouted, frustrated. "Get out of here before I change my mind!"
She was confused, yes, but at the same time she couldn't help but wonder if her family and her boyfriend were okay. Nodding, she ran off with a limp, but stopped after running a few feet. She turned back around and shot Django with a laser, blasting his skull off of his body. "Hey! What gives?" Django growled.
"What? I don't trust that easily!" She said before running off towards the volcano.
Sorry, couldn't help but add some Django/Zoë in here. R&R!