Chapter 46: The Air Assassin Part 2
The air danced around them like an out of control carousel. Grass, flowers, and the occasional piece of trash was being held hostage by the hellish winds. Flicking just a mere finger, the assassin propelled the debris at Kung Fury.
The fighter extended a hand towards a gold plaque attached to one of the statues. Using a gripping motion, the metal plate was ripped out of the stone. He used akin to a shield, it was impractical but it got the job done in blocking the projectiles.
His skill was good, but he couldn't stand a chance against the flying log hitting him against the chest and pinning him closer to the floor.
"You may be raw in power, but you lack in skill." The air master directed a hand at a rusty wheelbarrow and made it flew towards his opponent.
Kung rolled the log off him quickly and pressed both his hands on the ground. A wall of solid dirt blocked the flying missile from turning his body to a bloody imprint on the grass.
The fighter leaned his back against the wall, holding his hand ribs. Nothing broken but it hurts like hell, he'll live but he can't afford to play around anymore. He needs be ruthless.
He tore several chunks out from the ground and launched the earth at the floating man. His attack was slow but the wind made it even worse. The assassin had no trouble dodging the lazy clumps as he shook his head in disappointment.
"I missed him!" Shouted Brawler.
"Try the stone; it might work!" Suggested Gunner.
Fury shattered a stone column and fired all the pieces, just like before it got slowed, and misdirected by the wind.
"That won't work little rabbit. Are you even trying or are you joking around?" He extended both hands at the dirt wall, the winds were intensifying and pushing hard against his construct. The cover was wobbling; any further of this torment and it'll break.
"Your earth powers are not effective against him." Said Sword.
"Let's try water then." Brawler said, clicking the button on his controller.
The rocks around his wrists morphed in globs of water, he compressed the liquid hard into his hands. When he found an opportunity, he projected a solid beam of dense water.
The beam hit straight on the mark, upon hitting his stomach, the assassin stopped levitating and landed on the ground with a painful thud.
Kung Fury maneuvered around the earth barrier and dashed towards his fallen foe. To get there faster, he generated a stream of water under his feet and rode the puddle all the way to the assassin. To which he kicked him far into the air. The moment Kung did, the winds went idle.
It was quite amusing seeing him thrashing in the sky like a fish out of water, but like anything good, it doesn't last long. The Air Assassin took charge of his momentum and landed on his two bent legs. He was surprised, but not deterred.
"Impressive move, but you're not a true fighter yet." Patronized the assassin.
"I'll be, once I take your elemental soul." Fury said, doing his best to intimidate.
"Over my cold dead body."
"Exactly."
"I had enough of your immaturity."
The winds went wild again, only stronger. The master of air twirled his arms above his head with fluidity. Three small tornadoes manifested from his palms, Fury looked on as the cyclones hovered off of his palms and headed towards him.
"They're coming in fast." Said Sword.
"How are we going to dodge? The tornadoes are coming at us in every direction!" Pointed out Gunner.
On the stage, Brawler could see what she meant; from the left, right, and center the spinning cyclones of air was closing him off. To make matters worse, his back was behind a stone wall. This meant even if he wanted to, he can't run away.
"Just panicking! I'll think of something. Dammit! It's coming too fast!" His chance to evade was shrinking even further. The tornadoes were almost here. "Screw it, I'm going over."
"Brawler, I don't think-"
"Can it. I'm playing, so shut it!" Brawler interrupted Swordfighter, he commanded Kung Fury to jump over the center tornado in a leap of faith. His plan would have worked if his foot didn't get caught by the rim of the cyclone.
The fighter was immediately pulled in the tornado; being thrown around like a confused hamster in an out of control ball. Even though Brawler's character was being attacked, Gunner and Swordfighter couldn't resist the urge to laugh at his predicament. After all, the damage animation was pretty funny.
"I was going to say don't do it because the tornado was too high to jump, but this is so much better than what I expected." The blade welder playfully punched Brawler in the shoulder, showcasing his unexpected sense of sarcasm to the fist-fighter's annoyance. "Gold star, Brawler."
Brawler silently snarled. "If my two hands weren't attached to this controller, I swear to god."
Kung Fury was thrown from the tornado into a stone pillar. The foundation cracked immensely when he made contact; losing a considerable amount of health. It hurt so much trying to move his body, but he had no choice. Now wasn't the time to rest.
He crawled, and then rolled to the side to avoid a brick propelled by the Air Master. The fighter crouched on his knees and fired three spheres of water from his fingertips. His training must have been paying off; all of the balls hit their mark on the assassin's chest and abdomen.
The hooded figured stepped back a bit momentary before shaking off the pain before he increased the air pressure. The winds were so strong it pushed Fury all the way to the same pillar he crashed into, fracturing it even further.
Now he was sure his one of his ribs were broken, the pain was only getting more intense and it wasn't stopping. He thought how he could mend his wounds but was taken aback when a screwdriver missed his head and embedded himself in the center of the crack. He looked up the see the assassin narrowed him down like a hunter lining his sights on his prey. He was not playing.
"The winds are too strong on the lower ground; I can't fight him like this." Fury used the pillar to pull him upward, and saw the very top of the structure. "But maybe the high ground is a different story."
The fighter formed picks made of ice and used it to climb up the pillar, the winds made his task very challenging atop of a broken rib, but he carried on with eyes watering and a clenched jaw.
When Kung Fury reached the top, he threw his picks aside and generated cold energy around his wrists. The ice crystals danced through the air like lightning as touched the assassin; encasing the lower-half of his body in ice. "The devil?! Argh, my legs are numb from the cold!" The Air Master took out his knife and chiseled away at the frozen water holding him in place.
"He's stationary." Observed Sword. "I guess you get a free shot."
"I know, and I'm going to relish this." Said Brawler.
Before Kung Fury could get another shot, the pillar wasn't able to hold out anymore and began to tumble. "God, not now!" Shouted the fist-fighter as he fiddled around with the controls. Fury landed on his back hard but at least he break any more bones in his body.
"Move out of the way, it's going to crush you!" Gunner Warned.
"What do you think I'm trying to do?!" Replied the fist-fighter Mii.
Kung Fury's eyes widened, and he quickly rolled out of the way. If he was off by a few seconds more, the pillar would have flattened him like a pancake. The shattered debris somewhat reminded him of his old life, he used to be high and mighty, but he was toppled over and his legacy crumbled. He'll may never regain his glory, or truly give those that have been ruined by his enemies, peace. But thing is for certain. He will carry out his long-dued retribution.
He created a make-shift sled out of ice and propelled the construct forward, turning his right arm into snowy battering ram. The assassin saw Fury coming and worked even faster to get out of his cold imprisonment, but failed. Fury's white arm crashed hard into the aerokinetic's legs; breaking both of them in a solid punch.
The Air Assassin howled in undesirable pain, his legs were bent and twisted in unnatural directions, unable to feel his toes.
"YOU FIEND!" Shouted the boss, crying tears of pain. "I can't feel anything!"
"I bet. Your bottom half is more twisted than a pretzel." Kung Fury calmly walked to the fallen assassin, shifting his snow ram into sword made of ice. "You've been stomping on the face of the world for too long, it's poetic really, you had this coming." He raised his arm back in preparation to land the final strike. "Allow me to end you story."
"NO!" A blast of air came from his fingertips, pushing the fighter hard to the ground.
"I don't need to legs to destroy you." The assassin floated in the air again, but his stance was different from usual, he wasn't calm and collected as before. He's livid.
The air around the garden twisted and turned into a large cyclone, but only much powerful than before. Everything was getting torn up; pillars were being tumbled over, flowers were being ripped from the ground, even the windows from the mansion shattered from strong air pressure.
The assassin pointed his arm at Fury and levitated in the air. He was so high up.
"What's he doing?" Asked Swordfighter, tapping his sword nervously.
"I think we're near the end-game." Said Gunner.
The fighter of water and earth was slammed into the debris flying in the air. Brawler felted frustrated and humiliated at the prospect of his character being tossed around like a fragile chew toy.
When Kung met contact with a floating pillar in the raging winds of the cyclone. His face was smashed ten-fold into the stone, gaining a purple-black imprint on his eye and a bloody imprint on the stone.
"His eye isn't looking so good." Gunner had to look away from the action on screen, she could deal with the fights in the mansion, but not the gruesome display in the game, "Oh no, I think it's caved in!"
When the assassin was finished inflicting his torture, he crunched his hands. Solidifying around his throat, the air formed a collar of sorts, literally chocking the life out of him.
Fury tried to free himself by attacking his opponent with a spray of water, but was shocked to see the beam being obliterated by the wind. His water was not effective anymore. The air master had the fighter exactly where he wants him.
"I came so far, I'm not dying to this bitch!" Brawler raged.
"Hit him with the water again!" Gunner sat upright on the floor, holding her breath.
"No! I'll only get intercepted by the tornado." Sword pointed out. "We can't rely on projectiles."
"Then what else can we do?"
"We break the collar."
"It's made of air! How would he break it?"
"We freeze it."
"It's made of air not water, Sword. Even if he managed to do it, the bad guy will just make another collar."
Brawler was drowning out the voices; finding a way out was more important. His character's health was slowly draining, and struggling to take off the choking collar seems to make it only worse. If he can't rely on attacking or tampering, then there is only on option left. Element Mimicry has to be it.
But Earth would be too slow to effective target the assassin; and water and ice is now losing its appeal. Is he really doomed?
No. There is the other derivative of water; vapor.
Vapor was not in his good taste, in his opinion, it was fast but too weak compared to the powers. The lone redeemable thing about vapor was how Kung Fury was whenever he'd used it. If that same principal works here then…THAT'S IT!
"SHUT UP!" Brawler yell, his booming voice stunned his friends to silence.
"What-"
"I have a plan."
Kung Fury, at the behest of Brawler's commands, turned his whole body into super-heated vapor. With his intangible form, he easily slipped pass the collar, and was already traveling the winds of the cyclone to his target.
The assassin gritting his teeth, tried to solidify the air around the steam in order to capture his prey, but Kung Fury proved to be too fast for the air master. Through the actions of god or just plain luck, the character managed to ride the wind currents to reach the boss. When he was in range, he reverted back to his normal form and slammed into the floating fiend.
The amount of force generated of the attack was so great; it pushed Kung Fury and the Air Assassin not only off the mansion, but the city itself. The cloud civilization shrunk further and further as the two began to fall faster and faster to earth down below.
"YOU FOOL!" The assassin was wrestling to get the fighter off his person, but was unsuccessful. "You'll kill both of us!"
"Not if I kill you first." Fury wrapped his hands around the boss's throat, and began to strangle him the same way he did to him. "If your body expires before then, I'll gain your soul. Your air soul. The air would save me from fate if I overtake it's master." Pointed out the fighter.
The masters flipped and turned as they fell. The landscape was becoming visible now; a dead forest burn to a crisp with ash swirl around, imitating the pits of hell itself.
"Come on. JUST. DIE!" Kung Fury increased his grip on his enemy's throat. The pressure was too much for his wind pipe to bear, and consequently got crushed. He can no longer breathe properly anymore. His fate was sealed.
The assassin was done for, and he knew it. But still, if he's going to die, the fighter is going to be dragged down with him.
The master of air head-butted Kung Fury, making his opponent let go. Then, he quickly formed a blade of air and mercilessly sliced off Fury's hand.
He didn't feel anything at first, just lost feeling in his right arm. Then, his flesh burned alight. Kung screamed with pain, the most horrendous pain he felt in his lifetime. Looking at the bloody stump only made the fighter panic more. He's broken.
"DID THAT JUST HAPPEN?!" Gunner shouted, jumping onto her feet. "How did… what?-"
"I can't control my character, so this has to be a scripted event!" The sweat on Brawler's forehead slid down like the rain on an umbrella. "Come on, give me back my control!"
"Look!" Sword pointed out.
The assassin by instinct, caressed his own neck; face turning blue, then finally. No movement.
A ball of yellow light flew out of the air master before he floated out of view. It did several rotations around Fury, the finally it went inside of him.
Congratulations! You collected the soul of the Air Assassin.
This will allow you to gain the power of Aerokinesis.
You got three elements, one more to go.
Kung Fury felt revitalized by the power he gained, but it just temporarily numbed the pain, he's still short of a limb.
"Uh, Brawler. I think it's about time you start practicing with your air powers." Gunner said.
"Eh? Oh crap."
The ground was becoming larger, any minute now Kung Fury will have date in hell with the earth. The fighter used his remaining hand in hopes he will cheat death again. A continuous stream of air slowed his speed and momentum to a lesser degree. It won't be a soft landing, but at least he has a chance.
His body slammed into the dirt, everything hurts. He heard another sound of something crashing by, most likely the assassin, but he was unable to see. It was nighttime, or was his vision fading? He couldn't tell, everything hurts.
The last thing Fury saw, was a man towering above him, with his head on fire.
Here's the new chapter, like always be free to review and i'll try to answer them to the best of my ability.
Till next time.