Ch.9: Sky High
Logan looked into the ever deepening eyes of Falcon. The bright red color gleamed in the mid afternoon sun. Logan held his blade in his right hand and stood in a protective battle stance. Falcon just held his large spear to side; he seemed to be bored out of his mind.
"This is so boring, if we are going to fight then let's do it." Sighed Falcon as he rubbed his talons with his spear blade.
Logan nodded and began a charge towards the floating Falcon. The faster he moved his legs the more it felt like flying. He found himself rocketing like a bullet towards Falcon who stood perfectly still. Logan let the Massacre hang like a wing to the plane. Logan rammed straight into Falcon's chest but he never touched the Price servant. Logan had been blocked by an air shield. He could feel the cold air hitting his face. Falcon yawned and snapped his talon fingers, as he did the air shield exploded sending Logan flying across the sky until he ran into another air shield.
"Logan let me tell you something…we are trapped inside an air cage, you can't run and you can't hide; only one will escape this air prison alive. And I am not planning on seeing you walk out." Falcon said with a loud yawn.
Logan got off the air wall and spat his saliva on the air floor. Logan was beginning to become annoyed by Falcon's lazy attack ability.
"Why don't you fight me with your weapon? Why protect yourself with these weak defenses!" Logan yelled.
Falcon stretched out his limbs and started to slowly walk towards Logan with his Spear resting on his shoulder.
"Little boy if I attack you with my blade the battle will be over to soon, you wish for your death to be so quick but I prefer it to be slow and painful."
Logan growled and pressed the second trigger on his Massacre, the blade retracted and a long whip popped out. Logan slapped the whip at an air shield Falcon had protected himself with. As he watched the whip bounce off Logan got and idea. The green man charged Falcon and slammed an empty Massacre fist onto the shield.
"Are you insane? Do you think a sissy punch like that is going to harm me?" laughed Falcon as he watched Logan push harder in amazement.
Logan smiled and pressed the first trigger again on his Massacre; the steel blade extended and broke through the shield like glass. The blade stabbed Falcon in the shoulder. Falcon stopped his laughing and looked at the red thick blood oozing out of his wound in anger. He watched the thick red liquid drip to the floor on the earth. It was like raining blood. Falcon felt his wound and started to chuckle.
"You…you….your the first idiot dumb enough to attack me and make me bleed! I am not going to take this sitting down…it is time I crank up the heat!" laughed Falcon as he pushed Logan off of him.
Falcon started to laugh again and like some amazingly freaky movie, Logan saw the fire like air twist and swirl around the air bender. He saw Falcon be consumed by the air and then with a push of force, Logan was slammed into the wall of the air prison with a blast of pure power. His body cracked and crumbled as the force pushed on him. Logan sat on his knees holding his chest. It felt like his heart was about to rip out of his bones. Blood flowed out of his mouth and from a small wound on the back of his head. Logan heard Falcon's cold footsteps; they were coming closer and closer ever second.
'He's going to finish me off…damn it Garfield you failed, you let everyone down, especially Raven.' Logan thought as he heard the footsteps stop and in front of him was Falcon with a small grin beneath his bandana.
"You see Logan, no miracle came, no masked hero saved you in the nick-of-time; this is the real world, the world Mr. Price is going to complete. Times will finally be at peace Logan and you are the only person standing in its way. Now let's finish this."
Logan looked up at Falcon and spat his blood in the air benders face.
"You will pay for that." hissed Falcon as he wiped the blood away from him.
Falcon laughed and stabbed his spear in Logan's back, and then he continued to slice away on the green man's back. Falcon smiled as he watched the blood of his enemy wash over the sky and fall like rain to the floor. Passing people looked up in fear as the liquid continued to pour onto cement and blacktop. Falcon grew bored again and this time held the tip of the spear at the back of Logan's neck.
"This is it Garfield do you have anything left to say?" laughed Falcon as he started to push harder on the back of Logan's neck.
There was the sound of bomb explosions on the other side of the glass prison. Falcon looked over to see Nightwing walk out of the smoke created from Starfire's star bolts.
"So you wish to die as well Nightwing? Fine killing two birds with one stone is far more entertaining than just killing one."
Like a bullet Falcon shot up into the air and charged towards Nightwing who had drawn a steel bow staff. Falcon slashed his spear only to be block by Nightwing. The two became in a heated lock, each blocked one another's moves with no problems, but Nightwing began to tire out. Logan saw his moves become less and less powerful with each swing. Falcon did as well. With a large fist Falcon punched Nightwing in the chest sending him flying into the air wall with a bang. Falcon began to move towards Logan who was now rising to his feet. Logan extended the Massacre blade and blocked an on coming spear stab. As he did so a fist made contact with his chest. It felt like a blender had been placed on his chest. He saw something that shocked him right before he was shot to the wall. Falcon's hands were being strengthened by a small twister of wind around them. Every time he would land a punch on someone the wind would double the power and blast them away like a shotgun. Logan smacked against the wall and got to his feet quickly.
"Time I gave you a taste of true power." smiled Logan as he pressed the third trigger.
Logan pulled the Massacre back and swung it forward with speed. The blade extended and glided towards Falcon who looked at it with amazement; as the blade came close to touching the air bender; I t was deflected by the air shield. The Massacre bounced off and bounced along the walls, twisting and turning like a snake. Logan pulled it back and looked on with anger in his eyes.
'He's got that fucking shield up again…I can't touch him unless I break it like last time. But last time I only cracked it a little bit. There has to be something to his shield that I can use to my advantage.' Logan thought to himself.
Falcon began to walk forward but a black bird-a-rang flew out of the dust created by Nightwing and was lodged into Falcons back. The air bender fell to his knee and pulled the weapon out as blood began to pour from his wound like Logan's had. Falcon's eyes glowed black with anger as he watched Nightwing walk out of his dust.
"So you dare hurt me to! I am the ultimate defense master of master Price's army, no one hurts me and gets to live with it!" yelled Falcon as he blasted another energy air wall crushing Nightwing against the wall.
Logan finally had a light bulb pop in his head.
'That's it…he can only protect his front, he can't make a full shield I have to get behind him to hurt him.'
Logan ran to Nightwings side and told him his idea. With a grunt Nightwing nodded. Logan ran to the front side of Falcon and distracted him with more whips of his Massacre. The blade kept bouncing off the shield as Nightwing began to literally walk above the air shield towards Falcon.
"What the hell are you doing?" asked Falcon with anger.
"Making a distraction."
As Logan finished the sentence Falcon herd a beeping sound on the back of his body. Falcon flipped around and saw Nightwing far away from him with a trigger in his hand.
"Oh…shit."
With that the beeping sound stopped and the sticky bomb Nightwing had placed on him exploded. The air prison filled with smoke and ash. Through the explosion Logan found Nightwing.
"We did it, quick thinking Logan." smiled Nightwing as he shook Logan's hand.
"Don't thank me yet."
"Why?"
"Because were still floating in mid air."
Nightwing became dumbstruck, how were they not falling to the floor if Falcon wasn't dead? As he thought this as shadow emerged from the dust. It was Falcon but he was bleeding down his mouth all over his back and from wounds on his arms and legs. His left eye was hanging out of its socket and his right was looking straight at them. The back of Falcons skull was almost wide open showing pieces of bone and brain.
"You…will…not get out…of here…alive!" yelled Falcon as he stepped forward sending a blast of air energy at the two heroes.
"Why isn't he dead yet?" asked Nightwing in anger and confusion.
Logan looked at Falcon and saw his air shield flicker and flicker again. With a movement of strength he shot the Massacre at the walking corpse only to be blocked by the air shield. Logan got and idea and started to charge forward. Falcon stepped harder and harder sending stronger and stronger blasts of energy crushing at Logan's bones. Logan did not stop until he was almost face to face with the monster. He pointed to Massacre downward and blasted himself up and over Falcon with the extend-o-steel. Logan hadn't touched the floor when he retracted the blade and fired it into the back of Falcon's skull. The blade cracked through the back of his skull and broke through right between his eyes. Falcon' blood and pieces of bone and brain sprayed on the air shield. The beast stepped forward one more time sending another blast of energy.
"You…can't…kill…me!" it yelled as blood poured out between every word.
Logan smiled and whipped the Massacre upward splitting the skull and half. Blood, brain and bone flew everywhere and this time the air master fell to his knees and slowly died. Falcon's blood fell like a real storm onto the street below. As the air bender died the air prison flickered and died as well. Nightwing and Logan fell from the floating prison to the cement floor. They watched Falcon's body fall like stone and splatter onto the floor with blood pouring out making it a pool of true death. Logan looked at Nightwing with a smiled as he pointed the Massacre downward and fired it to the floor. The blade hit the cement and the two held onto the towering blade for dear life. Logan pushed the first trigger and they fell safely to the floor. Logan stood up and looked at his clothes and sighed.
"They fit so nice to."
Nightwing smiled and helped Logan limp into the Manor. Logan was stitched up and bathed before he was able to finally able to sleep in his soft warm bed.
"Over 100 stitches and he still had the ability to kill that man." said Nightwing as he watched Logan fall to sleep.
Starfire came to his side with a small smile.
"That's our Beast Boy." she said into his ear.
The two softly kissed and closed his door while Logan slept like the child he once was.
Across miles of desert there was stood the large Price Corp. building. Inside Mr. Price had just received the message of Falcon's defeat.
"That is not a problem, he cost us nothing and still did great deals of damage to Logan, and Breath was just a test, now it is time for the exam to begin."