Chapter 11: Last Stand
Nosedive grunted in pain as his body was thrown against of trees, weary and sliding to the ground. Things had started taking a downfall for the teen as he was now getting pummeled by the eldest. Pain was flaring all around his body as he been trying his best to fight back, but two things were holding him back. The first was that his brother's armor protected him from most of the blows, and two Wildwing was much stronger than he was, so that made things harder. Right now the teen pulled his head up, his breathing heavy as he tried to block out most of the pain that he currently was feeling, only to see his brother standing a few yards away, not amused at all. Slowly and shaking the kid tried to get back to his feet, knees buckling a few times; which caused him to use the tree as support. Wildwing saw his little brother get up, blowing a sigh of irritation, "Why don't you just stay down already, you can't win!"
"As long…as I can…still stand…" Nosedive slowly responded, having to take a few breaths in between before finally standing, legs shaking. "I won't…give up."
That just caused another sigh, "Fine, I guess I can still play some more before I finish with you." And just like that he charged and rammed his brother against the very tree he used as a crutch, all the air escaping from his lungs as the same pain intensified. Not being allowed to slide down he was then grabbed by the collar and yanked back to his feet just as a blow was delivered to the unprotected part of the stomach. Both blows prevented the kid from gaining any kid of air, which started to affect his vision.
Thankfully nothing else happened and he was able to breathe in as much as he could, but it didn't last for long. Now held by the hair Wildwing rammed his brother's head against the tree trunk, a low audible yelp could be heard. Not even a second passed as it was done again, but barely anything left the kids beak, almost nearing the peak of unconsciousness but still clinging. There seemed to be a little light at the end of the tunnel as the eldest now held his collar again and lifted Nosedive off the ground, body hanging almost as it was lifeless.
"Look at you," He started, almost disgusted, eyes blaring onto him. "You can barely even move right now, you don't have a chance."
Nosedive heard what his brother said to him, but all he could do was raise his hands over Wildwing's wrist, failing at trying to pry himself from the grip. A smile suddenly appeared on his beak, "is that…all you got?"
A frown then appeared, the eldest not really amused at this, "You want more of this? Fine you can have it then." Turning he then launched the youngest over his shoulder and he sailed across the area, landing hard on the ground as he rolled some distance more.
Nosedive's body was radiating in pain, the hard landing he endured intensifying it, he had no idea how he's still conscience at the moment. Any normal person would have passed out but he still hung in there. He could barley move any part of his body, and the parts he did move only caused him more pain. His whole body was shaking bad; breathing was shallow as if he ran a marathon. He really didn't have an idea why he kept going, it would have been easy for him to just stay down and let the sweet arms of unconsciousness to take him, heck his whole body begged him to do that. Still he went on, mind now foggy he started to shakily crawl in a random direction, not aware that his brother was approaching him.
Wildwing saw Nosedive's attempt to move but didn't think much of it as he grabbed and pulled his younger brother to his feet, the kid's knees buckled but was pulled back up to his feet. "Come on stand!" The words sounded more like an order, but they weren't heeded as the knees buckled again, "Come on you worthless duck, you can't even stand on your own two feet!"
It took a few more attempts but finally Nosedive managed to stay on his feet, although his legs were violently shaking and his knees were threatening to give out again. Surprisingly he brought up his fists, as if he was ready to fight, which just made Wildwing laugh. "Come…*cough* on…" Talking now made the teen's lungs burn, but still he was willing to continue to fight until he was beaten to unconsciousness. He threw a weak right hook, but that was easily blocked, then a left shot which was also blocked. Trying again with a straight right he stumbled forward but Wildwing hit him in the face, but then caught him before landing on the ground then struck again in the face.
This time the teen was allowed to hit the ground, but then was then turned onto his back as the eldest mallard's foot was firmly planted on the chest. Both eyes were staring down at his little brother, taking in the condition he was in. Scratches were easily noticeable all over, welts looked like they were forming but his face had was the place that was worse. Some blood dripped from his beak, both eyes looked like they were darkening, and bruises had already formed. Still despite these injuries he still continued, "Why are you still going!" Pressure was now being applied, slowly cutting off the kid's airway. "Just give up, tell me that and this can all end!"
Nosedive responded first by moving his shaking hands up and wrapped them around his brother's ankle, failing to alleviate the pressure on his chest. Even though his lungs burned with every word he said he still spoke, "Ne…ver."
Hearing that one word angered Wildwing even more, but he was slightly amazed at the kid's strong resolve. "You want more…you want more punishment! Do you! Fine you can have more!" Raising his foot the eldest mallard started to stomp repeatedly on the stomach, barely earning any cries of pain. Kneeling down he grabbed Nosedive by the hair and struck him across the face a few times before lifting him up and launching him once again a few yards.
Once again the kid landed hard but didn't move afterwards, Wildwing waited for a few seconds and still didn't see any movement. Walking over to him he reached down and lifted him back off the ground, head hung low and body looking limp. "You still want more! Because you can have it if that's what you want!" Slowly Nosedive raised his head; another smile crept onto his beak. "What are you smiling about?"
"I…c-c-c-can…d-d-d-do-i-it," Just then he felt something pressed into his stomach, looking down Wildwing saw that Nosedive had his puck blaster in his hands. He pulled the trigger.
All the air was knocked out of the eldest as the puck launched out and hit him in the stomach, which caused his hand to release his brother and stumbling back. Falling to the ground Nosedive managed to hold himself up as he pulled the trigger again, and again.
More pucks hit Wildwing, some of the its caused him to stumble back more till he was a few yards away. The teen kept firing in order to keep pushing his brother back some. Still it didn't last long as his brother pulled up his energy shield, deflecting the rest of the pucks that were shot. Nosedive saw this but still fired, the rest of the pucks being deflected off of the shield. He kept this routine up until that fateful empty click was heard, announcing that his weapon was empty. Knowing his last offensive has failed his let his arm drop, now out of options.
Taking a sec to make sure it was over Wildwing then dropped the shield and stormed over to the teen, angry at what had just happened. He roughly grabbed Nosedive and hoisted him off the ground, pulling his fist back, ready to deliver the final blow. "Hope that was worth it, because this ends now!"
"Put him down!" A voice suddenly called out, stopping him from delivering the final blow. Looking over at the source he saw it was Duke, saber already drawn and an angered look of his own plastered on his face. Tanya was right behind him, weapon drawn and the same look on her face. "Put the kid down, your fight is with me now."
Taking a look at Nosedive then at Duke Wildwing decided to go with the fresh duck. "Fine, at least you'll be even more fun," letting go the young one fell to the ground.
"When an opening presents itself go check on the kid," He whispered to Tanya, who nodded as a response.
Wildwing moved closer to the older mallard and Tanya moved around to Nosedive's side, now being ignored by the two. When she was by his side she turned him on his back and was greeted by the horrified sights of his beaten up face. Some tears started to fall as she realized all of the punishment he had to endure before they got there, now feeling some guilt for now being fast enough. Just then those thoughts left as she saw his eyes opens, showing that he was still conscience ad most of all he was trying to get up. "No Nosedive just uh…stay down, you're too injured to be moving."
That didn't stop him, "W-w-wing…n-n-n-ne-e-ed…"
"No, please let Duke take care of it," She pleaded as she pressed his shoulders down.
Duke and Wildwing currently circled each other, waiting for the other to make the first move. Right now Duke was furious at his leader's actions against the teen, beating him to the point that he was defenseless was uncalled for. "How much lower can you go Wildwing, torturing your own brother like that!"
"The little whelp insisted on it, I only gave him what he wanted."
"Still you nearly killed him again!" Duke shouted as he struck first but that blow was dodged. He kept up the barrage of blows but they were either dodged or blocked.
Unknowing to them two figures appeared out of nowhere, Mallory and Grin found themselves transported back to the park. They check themselves and were surprised to find themselves back, but immediately heard the commotion going on. Turning they both saw Duke and Wildwing fighting each other, and also they looked and saw both Tanya trying to keep Nosedive on the ground. "Grin go help Duke!" She instructed.
"I shall do what I can," He responded as he ran over to the fight just as Mallory ran over to the other two. Once she was by Nosedive she would regret it, gasping at the sights of the beaten up teen, tears of her own formed in her eyes. "Oh my god…what happened?"
"Wildwing is what happened," Tanya responded, trying to help the teen.
Nosedive then looked over as Mallory approached them, a smile appeared on his beak, "M-m-m-m…Mal…"
"Don't talk Nosedive, please," She responded, not wanting him to exert anymore energy.
Tanya then turned and saw the redhead holding the large weapon, "What is that?"
"It's the thing Chameleon used on Wildwing, it can be used to change him back," She responded as she held it out to her. "I'll take care of him; you try to figure out how to work this thing." A nod was her only response as she took the device and started to look it over.
But just then something caught every ones attention out of the blue figures teleported a few yards away from everyone. It was then they saw it was Siege, Wraith and Chameleon, as well as a dozen or more Drones. "Get them, and get that weapon back from them!" Wraith ordered as he launched a fireball. This wasn't good the ducks didn't need them to deal with right now.
Mallory stood back up and drawled her weapon to fire at the Drones; she now had to protect Nosedive and Tanya as she worked on the device. Duke and Grin both had to deal with the enemies and Wildwing at the same time. The one eyed mallard sliced one of the Drones in half and managed to dodge another blow his leader just threw, and then repeated the same thing again.
Grin on the other hand had an easier time since he was the one dishing out blows to Wildwing, and destroying the robots with his bare hands. But soon he had to take cover as the trio started to fire at everyone; most of them had to scatter to avoid getting hit. Meanwhile Tanya was well covered and nearly had the while set up of the weapon worked out. She turned and twisted various switches on it and soon the device hummed to life, a smile of success plaster on her beak, "I got it!"
That seemed to be a wrong movie because Wraith heard her and saw that she had their weapon in her possession. "After her!" He ordered, as more drones rushed her. Hearing this Tanya immediately had to run, while fumbling for her puck blaster. Mallory fired at another Drone and turned to the blonde duck, "Tanya fire the weapon at Wildwing!" That's all she got to say as she was tackled from behind by one of the robots, she could get it off of her but it would take her a little time.
Just then Wraith turned to Wildwing, giving him an order, "You get the weapon back now!"
He nod was received as he punched duck in the face and shoulder rushed Grin out of his way as he quickly made his way towards the blonde.
Tanya found herself firing at the Drones but then looked to see Wildwing charging at her, there wasn't anything she could do right now. Either she continues to fire at the Drones and get trampled by her leader or fire the weapon at Wildwing and get trampled by the Drones. "Tanya!" she looked over and saw Nosedive miraculously on his feet, waving his arms, as if he's asking for her to throw him something. She knew what he wanted but doing it wouldn't be a good idea, but yet she had no choice right now. She launched the weapon over to the teen; it went sailing in the air and attracts Wildwing's attention.
Nosedive managed to catch the device, the weight of the catch caused him to drop on one knee. Looking up he saw his brother running for him now, so doing what needed to be done the kid aimed the weapon right at his older brother, struggling to line up the shot. The more Wildwing came the better of a target he became, and once he was a few feet away the trigger was pulled.
A beam shot out and engulfed Wildwing, causing his to double over and shout out; it was as if he was in pain. Nosedive kept this up for as long as he could, the continuous beam hitting his brother as more cries of pain was heard. After nearly fifteen seconds it ended and Wildwing was now on his hands and knees, panting heavily, then his arms must have gave out because he fell to the floor, not moving
The next thing that happened was that the drones were called back, the three Saurians gathered back up again. "You may have won this one again but it won't happened again!" Wraith called out as the three of them teleported out of there.
Once the area was deemed secure everyone rushed over to the two brothers sides. Nosedive dropped the weapon as his body finally gave out, but thankfully Mallory caught him. "Nosedive are you ok?"
"Is…Wing…" was all he managed to say at the moment.
"He's out cold," Tanya responded, checking over the eldest brother.
"When-"
"Don't talk little friend," Grin suggested, kneeling by his side.
Still he went one, "When…I wake…up…please…I-I-I…want…to see…Wing," With that final word the young teen finally let the arms of unconsciousness to take hold of him. All of his wounds finally taking its toll on him, and sleep was his reward. He did what needed to be done, and now hopefully this whole nightmare would be over and the old Wildwing would be back.
A/N: Hope you like, I really had to think on this one and I'm glad with the way it came out. I hope you all like this chapted. This story is almost done so Please stay with me.
