KellHound270's Work
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Hey, guys! You still there? Good! Because Kong of Skull Island is coming out shortly!
Also, since you haven't responded to my idea of the Guardians of the Galaxy spinoff, I'll give you a short summary:
The newly proclaimed Guardians of the Galaxy have decided to do work for the race known as the Xiliens, despite Gamora's advice not to. Before long, the Guardians realize that they're knee-deep in a blood feud, a war waged by massive beasts capable of surfing the stars.
Hope you like this idea! It'll be a while before it comes out, but, if you approve, it will be the next story to come out!
On another note, two of you had some curiosity burning, so I'll try to satiate it.
Wolf Mike: Mayura is an original M.U.T.O./Titan that I came up with on my own. Since my human OC's (Jon and Maigo) probably won't be in any future stories, I made Mayura (I also like birds).
Dark Claw: I can neither confirm nor deny that Leviathan will die in this story.
Anyway, this intro has gone long enough. So enjoy, and please R&R!
Chapter XIII
Banner and Stark sat in one of the conference rooms aboard the Saratoga, still reeling from Serizawa's words. They were silent, having nothing to say about the matter.
Until Banner up and said it.
"He's right, you know," he said. "We never stopped to consider the collateral."
"Why should we?" Tony answered. "It's not our job. We do all we can to keep them alive, but we really save them by stopping evil."
"Should there still be Avengers if there's nobody to avenge?"
Tony simply shook his head. He couldn't argue that they weren't the most successful team.
But they were the best team.
Jon leaned against the railing of the ship. Maigo was being cared for by the doctors, so he stood on the deck, watching the ocean pass by.
He wore a simple pair of military boxers, to cover his unmentionables, underneath a long trench coat, the prized possession that Serizawa saved for him the entire time he was gone. He could wear more, but he didn't see the sense in it.
It was most likely a byproduct of his genetic splicing. The DNA from Shinomura might have impaired his human senses.
Of course, he just might have forgotten. He was actually surprised he even remembered how to speak.
But, at his core, he was human. Even though he felt a pull to become the parasite Shinomura was.
A pull he fulfilled in Hawaii.
A pull he felt now.
It confused him. He couldn't see anything resembling a M.U.T.O. in the slightest. All he saw in the ocean was the Navy Destroyer Atragon, one of the Saratoga's escorts.
He then heard a strange sound, like a cross between the chirrup of a hawk and the growl of cinematic dinosaurs.
In the blink of an eye, a massive, feathery form landed on the Atragon, the ship somehow staying afloat despite the attacker's size.
The creature was covered in shimmering blue feathers. It possessed a remarkably wide pair of wings, dwarfing the Saratoga easily. It's tail was half as long as it's somewhat chunky body, also covered in long, spiny feathers. It raised a somewhat underwhelming head, attached to its body by a long, skinny neck.
At this distance, the details of the animal's face were unclear. However, Jon could see that the creature, despite it's long, pointed face, had a rather owlish look to it. It's eyes faced forward, like those of a bird of prey. Similarly, it had a hooked beak like a hawk. One would almost assume it was a giant raptor, if not for the plume of green feathers on the top of it's head and the long train of feathers that extended from it's tail.
The bird looked curiously at the aircraft carrier as it lowered it's wings to touch the destroyer, revealing sets of three long, bony fingers, tipped with sharp claws.
It seemed to be relatively passive, since it probably only registered the Destroyer as a landing platform.
At least, until it was hit by a shot from the Destroyer Phillips.
Jon whipped his head at the Destroyer. He couldn't believe that people were dumb enough to put themselves in danger.
"U.S.S. Phillips, stand down!" Admiral Stenz ordered over the radio. "I repeat, stand down! You are putting us all at risk!"
"Screw you, Stenz!" came the reply. "I'd rather die than be all buddy-buddy with these things!"
"Soldier, if you do not stand down, you could very well doom the human race to destruction. Now stand down! That's an order!"
The radio channel went silent. No static, meaning no connection.
"I should have briefed everyone properly," Dr. Serizawa regretfully stated.
"Even then, there would be no guarantee they wouldn't do the same thing." Stenz placed his hand on the doctor's shoulder. "Not everyone shares your fascination of the unknown, doctor."
Serizawa simply nodded. He took a deep breath before standing up to look at the M.U.T.O. He was soon joined by Dr. Graham and Dr. Banner.
"It's remarkable," Graham gasped. "Like a peacock."
The giant bird, indeed, resembled a peacock, especially when it raised it's tail and splayed it's tail feathers in a threat display. It screeched loudly, almost loud enough to cause pain.
"Mayura," Serizawa stated.
"How do you know?" Banner asked.
"In the region of India we found it in, people said it was Mayura, the peacock deity."
"We even heard tales that it fought a great serpent," Graham continued. "We suspect that Leviathan could very well be that serpent."
Another shot from the Phillips struck Mayura in the chest, angering him further. He raised his wings and seemed to inhale deeply.
The great peacock let loose with a high-pitched scream that hurt everyone's ears. It actually shattered a shotglass that Stark had left behind. Thankfully, the bulletproof canopy glass remained intact.
Having disorienting his enemy, Mayura leaped into the air, giving everyone a brief glimpse at his large, raptorian talons, before landing on the Phillips with a tremendous thud.
Despite his deceptively dainty appearance, Mayura was not afraid to give his all into his attack on the Destroyer, ripping at the deck with his talons and tearing off the command tower. He used his wings in the same way raptors did, splaying them out to keep his balance.
Finally, convinced he had defeated his opponent, Mayura reared his head and screamed in victory. Content with his triumph, he treated himself to the spoils of battle; the Phillips' nuclear reactors.
"To the champion, the spoils," Banner said.
After sucking the Destroyer's radiation to his contentment, Mayura pulled out the last reactor. Grabbing it with his talon, he took off, leaving the Phillips to her sad fate.
"Damn," Fury simply exclaimed, having seen the entire thing in complete silence.