Anger Management
A Fanfiction by Keystone
Disclaimer: What do I have to do, show you the legal proof? Of course I don't own any of this stuff!! Except for the story. And my version of a Hellspawn, named Kai.
Author's note: Okay, chapter four is now underway. I trust you have enjoyed the first three? Good. Now for this chapter I suggest you download "Disciples of the Lie", again by Iced Earth. Play when instructed loudly and aggressively, head bang, then have brain call you an asshole, ignore, then read and enjoy.
Anger Management.
No sooner had the Titans exited the ethereal wormhole than the lone figure in the square rushed them. Without even any time to react to his charge, the entire formation stood bunched together, and therefore very vulnerable to a well placed attack. Noticing their close proximity, the figure fired an iridescent gray sphere. Which impacted right in the middle of their group.
All five of the Titans were thrown outward radially by the blast, and were too busy recovering when the attacker ran straight up to them and continued his assault. Wasting no breath, the figure launched a flurry of punches, kicks, and body rushes at these curious new soldiers.
He noticed that none of them bore the traditional white face or had green eyes, excepting the one girl, but he could tell right away she was not of this world, or his. Nor did they adorn their bodies with the ghoulish black the rest of the pursuit force had worn. No matter, he would defeat them now and learn their intentions later.
If you took the time to do as I recommended, then go ahead and play "Disciples of the Lie".
Robin searched his smoking surroundings with burning eyes. The smoke clogged his mask and made it difficult for him to make out anything. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw movement, a brief flash of darkness, and then it was gone. Next he heard a painful crunch! and saw Beast Boy's form fly through the dense fog. Charging to where he had heard the attack, Robin withdrew his bo and steadily moved ahead, careful not to go to fast, lest he trip or give himself away. Not that whatever they were fighting had any trouble seeing them, though.
He reeled after the figure slammed him in the chest. Even after he landed he still had to catch his breath. The green boy quickly recovered and scanned the area, nothing but a smoke filled wasteland, for now at least. Knowing he had to clear the smoke, and fast, he morphed into an albatross and began flapping his wings in an attempt to blow the blinding fog away from the fight. There was no way they could win if they could not see their attacker, and something told Beast Boy that even if they could see him, the battle would be hard nonetheless.
Luckily, Cyborgs' systems included a variety of viewing modes for his bionic eye. He exposed his cannon and prowled through the haze, shifting through his various modes of sight to deliver some vengeance on whatever the hell had just toasted them. He first went to his infrared view mode, quickly spotted four figures, but was able to confirm they were his friends. Next he observed the world in ultraviolet mode, again seeing only his teammates. He spun to his rear and activated the final program he had, his pheromone sensors picking up a contact right on top of him. He prepared to fire when a blindingly fast shape lashed out with some form of chain and wrapped around his cannon arm. It then sprinted right past him as he attempted to fire anyway. Well the speed of his foe was far too great and he had his arm pulled backward and he discharged a blast straight into the air, splitting it with a bright beam of audio based power.
Ravens body ached from the potent energy attack their unseen enemy fired. Still, she landed on her feet and was greeted with the sound of something striking flesh and caught a glimpse of Beast Boy flying through the air to her left and then witnessed Cyborgs' signature attack rend the air in two. Focusing on the matter at hand, she closed her eyes and levitated a foot off the ground. "Azerath Metrion Zinthoss!" she said, and a white wall pushed all of the smoke in her immediate area out in a globe fashion. As soon as she could see her surroundings, she took notice of their attacker, and caught the first real glimpse of him.
He stood roughly six feet tall, maybe six one or two. His whole body was covered in the same black material as the warriors she had slain in the tower. But it was skin tight on him and did not appear to be armor at all, but instead his very flesh. His face was divided by two symmetrical triangles, with a bright green eye punctuating the center point of each triangle. His waist had some kind of symbol similar to his face in the middle, a few inches above his pelvis. His left wrist was wrapped in some kind of red, thick material that spiraled around the bottom of his forearm and came to a sharp point extending maybe five inches past his knuckles. On the right wrist was a similar looking wrap, this one being filled with extending white spikes on both the in and outside of his forearm. On his right hand, however, he had two larger spikes about two inches in diameter and extending about three inches from his pinky and index finger knuckles. Obviously he liked fighting with his hands. His legs had large red armored growths on them extending from his knee down on the left leg and loaded with spikes while the right one had a spiked band around the area just above the knee joint.
For reasons she did not fully understand, she felt an incredible attraction to him. Maybe it was the deep waves of regret and pain emanating off him psychically or perhaps it was the dark nature and power he wielded. While she stood there motionless, her attacker hadn't. He ran at her and leapt through the air, wrenching his body around to the left and spinning the massive collar he bore around his left leg at her.
Reacting quickly and instinctively, she brought up her left arm and formed a solid white shield that easily repelled the frighteningly quick things attack. She brought up her right arm to launch a psionic blast but could not seem to summon the energy. "Silly girl," came a deep bass rumble from inside the creature, obviously its mouth was covered by the black mask on his face. Then he, and it was most certainly a he, struck her in the chest with a palm strike from his left hand.
She flew to the ground as an angered Starfire fired her power bolts at this vicious monster. He looked her straight in the eye as the poorly aimed blasts fired right past him on either side. Out of rage, she continued to fire until she was nearly face to face with the menace. Then he punched with his right, impacting her dead on in the face. The power in her eyes suddenly vanished as her limp form wrapped under his punch, her head staying in place while her legs whipped under his arm and suddenly jerked back as their momentum disappeared. She had not even made contact with the ground before Robin came dashing through the now cleared smoke and swung a nasty downward strike with his golden bo.
The beast only laughed, then caught the bo and kicked straight out.
"Eat this!" Robin snarled as he let go of the bo, which faded back to gray when his touch left, and swung his feet towards the creatures legs. He was caught off guard and the sweep connected, taking the black thing off of its feet. He landed on his back and looked up to see Robin diving through the air towards him, fists outstretched and veins throbbing with adrenaline.
He rolled to his left and shot his legs upward, propelling the rest of body up, giving him enough height to spin back downward and plant his feet on the ground. He eyed the boy, rising up with bits of broken asphalt tumbling off his hands as the other four enigmas he had just thrashed took up fighting stances around the boy, obviously their leader.
For a few seconds the stood, all in a ready stance and prepared to lash out with limb or blast. Then the mystery soldier never dropped his guard but in a deep voice that reminded them of Hollywood's big black actors, he spoke to the ragtag group. "You are all obviously not of demonic origin. Your powers point towards holy fire, but your fighting styles are very earthly indeed. Who are you?"
Raven stepped forward and spoke on the groups behalf. "We are the Teen Titans. Two angels gave us the power to combat this horde of demons, and told us to find you. Now, who are you?"
"Oh, the mighty Michael himself invoked the Holy Fire to give you the strength to kill me, eh? To capture me and send me back to Hell?" the dark one stated.
Cyborg stepped forward, surprised at this one's intelligence. Raven never mentioned that it was Michael who super charged them all. "No. We were given more power by Michael and Gabriel to push back the army of demons. We were never supposed to kill or capture you."
Beast Boy inwardly doubted if they even could.
"Lies," spit the black creature with hatred, "Vile lies!"
"I'll show you how a Hellspawn deals with Heaven's assassins!" and then the Spawn charged.
"No, we do not wish to fight you, uh, Spawn. We where sent to help you." Starfire pleaded as he charged at them.
Hearing the begging tone in the innocent looking girls voice, Spawn came to a stop. "Just who are you all?"
Robin stepped forward and made the necessary introductions. "I'm Robin, the leader of the Teen Titans. This is Starfire," he gestured towards the girl wearing the trademark red robes of a Hellspawn Hunter, "She is a girl from the planet of Tamaran." The young girl beemed at the mention of her home world. Paying no notice to the girls pleased response, the boy, Robin, continued. "This is Cyborg," he waved to the metal behemoth behind him who might have out muscled Spawn easily if he was faster. Might have. "And this guy is Beast Boy. He can become any animal he chooses. Next to him, and last of the Titans is Raven. She comes from a place called Azerath."
Beast Boy stepped up and spoke next. "Okay, so now you know who we are and where we're from, but who are you dude? And how come you are so much stronger than all of the others demons we crushed?"
"I am a Hellspawn. My name is not important enough for you to know now. The reason for my power is that only one Hellspawn can exist at once. And that single warrior is the champion of Hell, the strongest, fastest, most powerful warrior. He commands the entire military might of hell, the demons, the witches, the banshees and the beasts that are all dedicated to bringing down the walls of Heaven."
He let those words sink in a second. Finally Cyborg stepped up. "So you mean that you are the strongest fighter in all of Hell?" Spawn nodded. "Is there anything more powerful than you?" He asked hopefully.
"Yes, there are those who claim to be stronger than I. Satan, for one is convinced he can overpower me. Then comes Michael.. Heaven has its own version of the Hellspawn, known as the Redeemer, which is their answer to me." He pointed to himself to accent his last point.
Beast Boy fainted.
"Then there is God. Only he can free me of the curse I have been damned with. You say you where sent to help me?" He asked.
"That is correct, friend Spawn." Starfire cheerily responded. Apparently his attack had only stunned her. Maybe they would be able to help him achieve his goal of freedom and liberation from the curse of being the general of Hell's army. Still, he needed to get one thing straight.
"I am no friend of yours, and you should be none of mine." Starfire cringed. "You do not wish to be associated with one such as me. But perhaps you and I can assist one another. I will help you purge your city of Satan's minions in exchange for your assistance on locating Michael and Gabriel." If they did that, then it was possible he could free them of the influence of Satan and take his rightful place at the side of God alongside his high brothers.
"Sounds fair enough to me." Raven said. ' He is from Hell? Maybe he can provide some information on my father to me. And maybe I can learn more about him personally.' she mused inwardly. She sensed so many emotions coming from him. A desire for passion and love, a fear of eternity, and a crippling sense of loneliness. Just like her. Under her covering mask, she blushed.
"Okay then, I agree to it if she does." Beast Boy replied, thrusting his thumb back towards Raven, smiling broadly at the prospect of having such a powerful ally on their side.
"Cool with me." The metal coated black teen smiled.
"Please join us then." Cooed the alien Starfire.
"I guess it is settled then. Welcome to the team." Robin welcomed Spawn, and extended his hand.
Reacting harshly, Spawn slapped Robin's hand aside. "As before, I am no friend of yours and do not desire to join your team. I merely wish to cooperate with you to achieve our mutual goals."
"Fine then. Partners instead." Robin responded with as much venom as the Hellspawn.
Unbeknownst to the six powerhouses in the square, an unseen person watched from the shadows. Then he rushed off to meet his master and inform his of the news. Spawn had been found. And Heaven wanted him.
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Okay. Chapter four done. I hope you liked it. Needless to say, please read and review for me. Flames are cool too, as long as you have an actual suggestion. If you just want to call me an untalented bastard, then right back at you fucker. Otherwise, thanks for coming and stick around, chapter five will be here soon.