A.N. : Recently finished custom sprite of Colt. If you wish, I can give you copies of the image. Just give me your e-mail address.
Odd place was the only way Jeremy could describe the remains of the top floor, even if it was an understatement to the strangeness of the place.
Remains of stone structures and marble statues littered the place. At the other end of the tower, facing Colt was a large staircase leading up to two mangled gates. The sky above was painting the ground with a light rain, the heavens itself were strangely colored blood crimson. As if the ground was not enough, the air was decorated with large floating shards of ice…..crystal…..something. Colt continued to peer cautiously at each Gear visibly imprisoned inside each crystal thingy, before tapping the barrel of the gun into his other hand just to be sure it worked. Hell, you can never be too sure around Gear, even if they *are* ice cubed.
With all these inactive Gears around, this place was practically throwing out free bounties.
Jeremy scanned the area around him This place is a fucking treasure trove. "Now where the bloody fuck is Dizzy…"
Obviously, Gears here go into crystals so….
Ah-ha signaled Colt's noticing of the Crystal positioned above the destroyed gates and steps leading up to nowhere. Inside was a woman. With wings….and a tail. Colt expected himself to feel rather pleased, but a frown-incited snort took place on his face instead while walking towards his 'prize'
"Bitch, I'm going to kick your ass for making me go out in the rain for you" The rain across his back wound was making him irritated to hell.
Ah yes, just me, her and this shitty excuse for a quiet sanctu-
Wait a stitch….Quiet and battlefield doesn't mix. Wasn't there fighting up here?
"Uuuuuuuuuunghhhh….."
Jeremy jerked his head in the direction of the moan. Lying in a bloody, tattered mess close by was Ky Kiske. Unconscious. And with Thunderseal in his hand. In the same degree of view was another unconscious figure. The metal headband on his head told Jeremy who it was.
Now, it didn't surprise Jeremy to see Sol Badguy here, considering his career mostly consisted of Gear kills. But seeing the #1 world-class hunter here along with Ky, both with the living shit beat out of him, that was really scary, and whoever ass-raped those two is still here…
A voice came from behind. A synthesized one.
"Human, you tread on sacred ground. You must realize your fate, being here"
Jeremy flew around in a standing 180 to face whatever it was behind him, gun first. It was then that Colt's eyes widened to the sizes relative to dinner plates.
Holy……fucking……shit…..
Jeremy fell onto his but from the shock, "HOLY FUCKING SHIT! YOU SHOULD BE DEAD!"
Justice made a noise that one could call chuckling as he looked down at Colt, "The human desire to make its momentary life on this world even shorter is the cause of my return"
Overcoming the mandatory surprise, Colt returned to standing when most obvious realization finally hit him, "So *you* kidnapped Dizzy……"
"The child's destiny is to fight for our purpose"
Jeremy raised an eyebrow (for some strange reason, he felt unusually calm), "Excuse me, but Dizzy looks anything *but* a little kid-"
"She is none of your concern, human. What is your purpose of being here?"
Why, for Dizzy of course, why else am I here?
But you only chase here because she could be powerful enough to remove your curse…. But Justice here, the chance of removal from him is even higher… It's practically impossible to still retain your damnation after-
"Answer me, human! Why are you here?"
Bloody hell! Your chance for freedom! Answer him!
Jeremy simply raised his weapon at the Gear king and fired a single shot, causing a spark to appear on the blue head plate device, but nothing else.
"Does that answer your question?"
Justice jetted steam out of the back before preparing himself for combat, "You are foolish to try and conquer me"
Colt sneered and waved his hands towards himself in a mocking fashion, "Bring it on, Justy! I'll kick your sorry tin can ass"
All right, let's see. He's missing an arm and he probably can still kick ass without it. He got a huge gash in his side, leading to internal organs. Let's see if I'm still a crack shot Jeremy aimed for the gash lining Justice's lower torso bit, but Hitler-Gear saw the attack coming a fair distance off, making Justice rotate his body into a blur and disappeared.
Jeremy snorted in annoyance, "Geh, guess I'm not" before quickly dashing up the stairs, deciding that the stairway to nowhere would offer Colt a vantage point in view. Running up the stairs he then felt a rather familiar nagging in the back of his head.
Something coming from…behind? Shit.
Outta the way…now.
Jeremy then flipped to one side of the staircase, but too late. Justice's body tackle was far too fast to merely dodge. While Jeremy's body was suspended in the air to one side, the attack smashed into the back of Colt's legs, throwing Dizzy's poor stalker off course and away from the stairs in a pathetic twirling effect. Landing, Jeremy found his weapon a meter or so away from him. Scrambling to his feet, he launched his body towards the gun in an attempt to save it, but ended up landing in front Hitler-Gear's metal foot, in which was heavily placed on what was Jeremy's gun.
"How can you afford to 'combat' me now, human?"
Why is it I have to do this all the time? "I'll show you…" Jeremy snapped his fingers, causing a large, purple psychic blade to sprout out from underneath the Gear King, threatening to cleave the latter in two, or at least do something very painful. Justice gave out a sound that could be interpreted into surprise and leaned back, letting the blade pass his legs and in front of his body. Justice them emitted a growl a launched his right foot into a kick, carrying Jeremy at the bottom, through the air as well as a few of the thinner marble and stone ruins. Colt came to stop as he got well nestled into one taller statues, clenching his teeth heavily. Feeling like something at 60 mph kicked you tends to do that to people.
Can't move… hurt too much…everywhere
Justice peered at the purple element before it misted away like fine smoke. He then turned to the green figure buried in the stone structure.
"I am surprised that you hold such gifts. You are not human, you?"
Jesus, he sounds like he's little kid.
Jeremy shouted back, "I am so fucking human! 80 percent water, 20 percent meat, and 16 percent brainpower! BITCH!"
Colt raised an arm into the air and flung his arm out at the whitish figure below. Colt's fingers stretched and elongated into five sharp rods, which lanced out towards Justice in an attempt to impale the Gear again. The target though, merely swung his arm to one side and smashed the projectiles away. The counter attack flew towards the statue in form of a glowing ball of golden hued energy. The nitro bomb impacted into the structure, causing the entire thing the blow up and the little green figure on it to fly away with the shrapnel. The shrapnel itself though, decided to smash itself countless times into Jeremy's back while he was flying ungracefully through the air. A heavy landing on the back incited an "AW FUCK!" in pain from Colt.
"How could you possibly think you could defeat me?" Justice cried out to the human struggling up.
"Fuck, just shut up…" Colt then flung himself at the Hitler-Gear in his last attempt to put a hole in Justice with his wrist blade that snapped out in mid-flight. Justice simply just swung his only arm outwards again. The action this time incited a wave of energy, colored of a blue hue, to be released. The Michael Sword smashed into Jeremy reversing his flight to be away from the Gear, and along the ground. Colt came to rest at the base of another statue. He breathed shallowly, and the clothes were colored in black from the dried blood the stuck to wounds everywhere. He felt different though; he wasn't as pained as before, more like really numb. He grew weaker by the second. No need to guess what was going on.
I'm going to die….
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The human was chuckling at its own death. Like if it were all a joke. Shouldn't humans fear for their destruction?
"So…..this is how my story ends…." He whispered between his shuddering of laughter.
"That is how all of humanity's story will end. Your kind must be destroyed"
The laughing stopped. Silence.
"Just one question, its been bugging me for a while…..Why?"
"Why?"
"I mean your quest for our death. Why?"
"Why? You humans created us to be mere weapons…created only to kill, I am merely following that order"
"That is such a bad excuse…"
"What!?"
"I mean…. a Gear is nothing more than mindless weapon to be wielded by us…. I don't see you acting mindless. So… the moment you decided to be… more than what you were… you stopped being a… Gear. You became something… else…. So, your excuse is a bad one…. You destroy…. your ex-masters…. because… you want to be…free…. how selfish…."
The human's head suddenly fell onto one of his shoulders. He is unconscious now. He has interesting gifts…. perhaps if I research into his abilities further…. it will greatly contribute to our cause.
Wait! Footsteps coming! Light, the shoes make noises. Somebody comes. Hide.
And so Justice elevated his body to a suitable height of the ground. Waiting for whoever is coming. Perhaps to try and destroy me too.
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I float in a void of red.
Where am I?
I hear…. conversation…men…
Scientists?
"Subject…Test…. Psychokinetic…Gifts…. Enhance…Powers…Defeat…. Nazi…. Regime…. Protect…. Humanity…"
I can't move now…. Tight…. must…ESCAPE!
Struggling…
They…laugh?
Machine arms come out. Each tipped with needles and knives and drills.
They stab me. Inject me with something black.
PAIN!!!!!!
PAIN!!!!!
PAIN!!!!!
I turn black…. I feel cold…. numb…. one of the knives carve a word into my chest….what does it say?
'Damned'
They…. cursed me?
I fall now…. I hit the ground…pain…can't live like this…
Light…. someone comes….
I look and see…
An angel…She has heard my plight…. In her hands she carries a large blade…
Give me the blade! NOW! I need it!
She smiles gently and shakes her head…
Why!
I will give you your blade…but not yet…
Why! You are here to give me the blade!
Not yet…you have yet to complete your purpose…
Purpose? What purpose?
You will see one day…
She floats away. I do not chase. I cannot catch up, I know.
So…She leaves me here, damned….
I get up and walk, despite the immense pain.
Fuck her. I'll find the blade myself
So I walk damned, a symbol of all things wrong, forged by man's greedy will to be more than it needs to be.
A child of sin.
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"AUUGH!!" Jeremy woke up rather startled.
Damnit. Breathe in, breathe out.
The exercise worked, and Jeremy had completely calmed down. Looking around, he saw that the place looked a little more wrecked than he last saw it. Looks like Justice had some extra visitors while I was asleep. Bastard, can't even kill a regular human. Jeremy then noted a major difference in the battlefield. Nobody else was here, other than him. Ky was gone, Sol was gone. Justy was gone.
Fuck, even Dizzy was gone; her ice prison was broken into bits and pieces and scattered across the area.
Well, obviously Justice is dead. If he did run away, Dizzy would still be inside that crystal thingy of hers, rather than it being all over the place. Also, since Justy hates humans so very much, he would probably leave them here when he runs away, or at least, leave some burning corpse of them.
Well shit, Justice is dead. Again.
Dick.
Well, back to chasing those Jellyfish. Gotta make sure they still have their little Gear.
And wasn't I half dead?
True, the previous wounds didn't hurt now, more like an irritating sore throb. Jeremy felt the gash across his back. Bandaged.
Who the fuck bandaged his cuts and saved his life? Jeremy then noticed there was something taped to the brim of his hat. He tore of the section of paper attached and read the little scrawling across it.
"Compliments, Your friendly neighborhood Doctor Faust"
Colt crushed the paper in his hand as best he could.
"FUCKING SAMARITANS!" Jeremy eased himself out of his sitting position at the base of the statue, "They aught to be shot. Fuck, I'll shot that little bastard if I ever see him"
Damnit, I don't have gun with me now. Shit.
Jeremy let the little black cloud float around his head as he shoved his hand into his pant pockets and walked away from the roof of the tower. It wasn't raining now, and the night was falling.
Fuck this, I'm going to have a vacation.