Just to keep myself, and others, from forgetting, the remainder of the group is DarkMagicianmon, Dimensiondude, Hikari Ino, X Prodigy, Anti-TLSoulDude, BlackcatRin, and The Shadow Syndicate.
Last time, Lunatic, Airnaruto, Nukid, Ranger, and Ross talked about TL's death. Lunatic was torn inside about the death of his older brother, but got some help from his friends and let his feelings out. Meanwhile, TL was fighting his shadow in a world between the afterlife and the mortal world. If he wins, he moves on. If he loses, he goes back.
Incidentally, I've changed my voice from Matthew Broderick to Joaquin Phoenix. For those of you who've seen Brother Bear, you'd know him as Kenai.
Chapter 36: TSS vs. Malice pt. 1—Heavy Artillery Combat
DM closed the comic book with a shocked look on his face.
"TL…is dead?" he simply asked.
"But there's still hope." Sylar answered, "I made a painting that showed me and TL going onto a ship."
"What's going on?" D-Dude asked.
"Don't tell him." DM said, quietly, to the other Authors, "It'd break his heart to hear that one of his brothers is dead."
TSS simply grunted.
"The hedgehog died. His problems are over." The vampire simply said.
"You mean by saving our lives by giving his?" X Prodigy asked, "Even on my standards, that's pretty heartless, Shadow."
"Do you think I care?" TSS asked.
"HALT! In the name of the Legion!" shouted someone. In a burst of yellow flames, yet another cloaked figure came out.
"Who the hell are you?" TSS asked.
The figure removed his hood to show that he had spiked silver hair, red eyes, teeth filed into points, and finger-nails painted black.
"I am Malice, gunslinger of the Legion of Darkness!" Malice said, saluting on the term 'Legion of Darkness'.
"Another one of you Darkness creeps?" TSS asked, pulling out his crowbar, "I'll deal with him. To kill a gunslinger, it takes a gunslinger."
"Move out." DM commanded. The remaining six authors took off, leaving TSS to tangle with Malice.
"At last, a battle." TSS said.
"IF IT'S BATTLE YOU WANT," Malice shouted, pulling out a giant blaster, "LET IT BEGIN!"
Malice pulled the trigger on his gun, firing it. Instead of a bullet coming out, a burst of energy blasted out. TSS dodged around the blast and pulled out a pair of machine guns.
"This should be fun…" he grinned.
"FOR THE GLORY OF THE LEGION!" Malice roared before firing his blaster at TSS.
The vampire dodged the blow before pulling the triggers on his machine guns. Malice placed his blaster into a pack he carried and pulled out some form of projector. The bullets bounced off the energy shield that appeared. TSS ran in and pulled out his crowbar. He swung it down at Malice, who pulled out a gun with a long bayonet to block the blow. TSS growled before bringing his foot into Malice's face, sending the Darkness to the ground.
"I'd probably suck you dry," TSS grunted, "But your blood smells toxic."
"PREPARE TO DIE, VAMPIRE!" Malice roared, pulling out a machine gun and shooting TSS multiple times through the gut. The vampire lurched forward and wheeled around as the wounds healed over.
"Not in your life, suck-up." TSS deadpanned.
Malice pulled out his blaster again and fired energy at TSS. The blow blew TSS' arm off. The vampire stared at the bleeding stump as if saying 'oh'. He picked up the arm and jammed it back into its socket. He flexed the hand's fingers as it healed over.
"THAT hurt." He simply said.
The two pulled out their weapons and charged back in—bayonet met crowbar in a series of metallic clangs. Malice diverted the blow and stabbed TSS.
"You just can't take a hint, can ya?" TSS asked, bringing his crowbar down on Malice's head. The Darkness took the blow, full on. He fell to the ground and lay there in a miserable heap. TSS walked over there, but Malice sprang up and pulled out a red gun.
"Now, Vampire, BURN IN MY FIRE!" Malice roared, pulling the trigger. Flames sprung from the gun and flew towards TSS. The vampire dodged this time and pulled out a rifle, which he fired at the flame-thrower. The bullet flew out and hit the blaster, blowing a hole into it.
"I wouldn't use that again, if I were you." TSS said, coldly.
"Drone…" Malice growled, pulling out his machine gun again. He fired it, bullets going off in completely random directions. TSS blinked, comically, at the fact that none of them hit him.
"Now you're just firing at random." TSS sighed, "And you call yourself a gun-slinger…"
The vampire pulled out a revolver and shot Malice three times in the gut, shedding black blood. Malice roared in pain as he fell to the ground, clutching the wounds.
"Drake was never the wisest when it came to selecting partners." TSS scoffed, "You're a living example."
"I'm…STRONGER THAN YOU THINK!" TSS roared as darkness began to pour across his body, encasing him in a thick armor.
"This should be fun." TSS said, grinning.
The Shadow Syndicate: CRAP. Now this idiot's bulletproof!
Malice: I said that this would be your end, vampire! NOW I GET TO PROVE IT!
The Shadow Syndicate: And maybe I get to prove my point that your blood's toxic.
Next time: TSS vs. Malice pt. 2—Bats vs. Bugs!
Sorry I couldn't put more detail in this. I'm…not exactly an expert when it comes to gun fights.