A/N: By the way, I have up to chapter 9 already completed and am currently working on chapter 10. I'm not sure how often I should upload, maybe every week? You guys could let me know. If there are any ideas or input for upcoming chapters, don't hesitate to let me know. I want you guys to enjoy this as much as I am.Just wanna clarify something: italic text is for thoughts or intensity, bold text is for monster speech or very loud things.

--

Finally reaching the surface below, Bad walked through the entrance to HQ and took in his new surroundings. His metal bat rested on his shoulder.

"They really did a number on this place, huh?" he said nonchalantly.

Then he looked up. His jaw dropped.

A massive floating vessel stretched out above City A.

So that's what's casting this shadow...

Bad looked ahead of him and saw something else interesting.

Silver Fang, the Class S Rank 4 sword master Atomic Samurai, and a naked Rank 17 Puri Puri Prisoner, facing off against a towering, five-headed, greasy-looking, ugly-ass... alien.

He witnessed as Silver Fang smacked the ugly away with great force, closer to where Bad was standing. It lifted itself out from under some rubble.

"Tch..." the alien was now in earshot. "Shall we contact ship? Have cannons finish this?" it uttered. "That is good."

It seemed to be talking to itself.

A small little slimy head sprouted and detached from the alien's right temple. Now the alien had only four heads. Quite a nasty sight to behold. The little head grew small wings from its sides and began to fly away, grinning evilly.

"I go do it. Mwa ha ha!" it cackled.

Bad had heard quite enough. Brandishing his bat, he leaped up towards the small head before it got away, bashing it back down to Earth.

"You're goin' nowhere!" he cried.

The head let out an "Ungh!" as it was crushed by the power in Bad's swing.

"Scummm..." groaned the head as it landed back on the surface.

Bad landed on the ground with a heavy stomp, veins popping out on his forehead.

"Don't you EVER," he winded up for another swing, "Talk back to ME!"

And... home run. The head disintegrated as Bad smashed it with the unstoppable force of a strong, metal bat.

The other three heroes were still dealing with the main body. The big ugly stood tall with a scowl on its face.

"MELZARGARD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

A loud voice seemed to be coming from the ship. Big Ugly, allegedly called Melzargard, kept glaring at the heroes with its many red eyes.

"I'm fighting," it snarled.

"WE HAVE AN INTRUDER!!"

Melzargard looked up.

"Impossible..." it muttered, as now a hole could be seen from the side of the ship.

Must've been King... Bad mused.

Bad stood triumphantly above the remains of the head he pulverized.

"You're mincemeat! Take that!" he cried. "Uhn?"

His victory was cut short as the head pieced itself back together somehow. Its eyeballs and everything, all conglomerated back into a greasy face.

"Yes," it smiled, baring its teeth as it fixed itself. "That is good."

The slimy head was now fully reconstructed.

"I have decided. I'll rip your limbs off and decorate the ship."

"You healed... you freak!" Bad growled as he spat on his hand for a better grip. "Fight's on! GRAH! YOU'RE BATTING PRACTICE!"

Lunging forward, Bad again smashed the floating head back to the ground. Despite having a massive bat dent on it, the head continued to smile.

Somewhere behind him, Bad heard a fearful voice cry out to him and the other heroes.

"METAL BAT! MASTER! EVERYONE!"

Bad turned to see Iaian, Atomic Samurai's number one disciple and better known as the A-Class Rank 2 hero, clutching his left shoulder with terror in his eyes. The knight's whole left arm had disappeared, and his knightly helmet was gone.

"DIRECT PHYSICAL ATTACKS DON'T WORK ON THAT!" he continued. "LET'S RETREAT AND USE HEAT OR FIND SOME OTHER WAY!"

Bad chose not to follow the advice.

"No way!! All I can do is HIT!" he shouted as he again whacked the head on the noggin.

The other three agreed with him. To fight was their duty.

"MELZARGARD! RETURN TO THE SHIP! THE INTRUDER TAKES PRIORITY!" urged the ship.

"ARGH! I'd like to, but these guys are persistent!" Big Ugly responded, taking hits from Puri Puri Prisoner and Silver Fang while trying to deliver some back.

"EARTH HAS LIFE-FORMS WHO CAN GIVE YOU A HARD FIGHT?!"

"This isn't a hard fight! Tell me about the ship!" Melzargard roared.

"THE SHIP'S FINE, BUT OVER HALF OUR FIGHTERS ARE DOWN!" the ship announced.

"?!" Melzargard stopped in surprise.

Yeah. Definitely King, Bad thought.

"Concentrate the ship's fire on these guys!" Big Ugly cried.

"I CAN'T RIGHT NOW! AND FIRING THE CANNONS IS THE GRUNTS' JOB!"

"Well, I can't return to the ship!" Melzargard complained, taking more damage from the heroes.

"FINE. I'LL TELL THE GUNNERS. BUT IF THEY HIT YOU, DON'T DIE," warned the ship.

"No, wait! Come here and help! That'll be faster!" Melzargard asked as Atomic Samurai sliced off the top portion of its "main" head. "Hey... Geryuganshoop?"

No answer this time from the ship.

Is that the spaceship's name? Bad wondered as he bashed the floating head once more.

"GRAAAH!! One more hit!" he yelled.

"It's no use," chided the head as it began to reform yet again. "But you waste your strength. That is good."

Bad ignored the snide remark. He watched the head as it came back together again, when something caught his eye. Something shiny. With a quick movement of his hand, Metal Bat passed through the alien's flesh and snatched a glossy marble before it was encased again in the head.

"What's THIS thing?!" he demanded.

Suddenly the head didn't look so confident.

"A marble!" Bad looked at the orb. "What was it doing in your head?"

"Give that back!" the alien snarled and bared its fangs as it flew towards Bad with killing intent.

Bad threw the marble up and swiftly smashed it with one swing of his bat.

"GLORP..." the head muttered as its flesh melted into a searing pile of goo.

"WHOA!" Bad took a step back. "That's gross, man! Are you dead?"

An oily puddle rested in front of him, a distorted face blankly staring to the sky above. It appeared to be, in fact, dead.

"HEY! This one had a marble inside! It's their weak spot!" Bad shouted to the other heroes.

"Well done!" commended Atomic Samurai. "I'll slice away until I hit it!"

"Is it time?" Melzargard looked up at the ship again in the midst of the struggle. "Ship will concentrate fire..."

What is he going on about? Bad thought.

The four heroes were currently managing to prevail against the Big Ugly. Just a bit more, and they would kill it...

"Only two heads left!" he cried. "Time to beat my way to a finish!"

BOOMBOOM BOOMBOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM-

Loud blasts could suddenly be heard from above, coming from the ship, followed by piercing whistles.

Bad lifted his head to witness missiles, thousands of them, heading down toward the ruined city.

"From above?!" exclaimed Atomic Samurai as the rest looked up at their demise.

"It is over," Melzargard stated with quite the smug expression to boot. "Retreat... is impossible. Die."

It's over just like that... Bad clenched his teeth. No! It can't just end like this! I can't leave Zenko yet...

As the heroes prepared to meet their maker, the missiles stopped abruptly. Behind them stood the Terrible Tornado, her arm outstretched.

"What happened?!" cried Silver Fang.

"She stopped them..." Puri Puri Prisoner answered in awe.

"You're all hopeless without me!" boasted the brat. "It takes this long to beat one small fry? You should start over in Class C!"

She pointed up, and in return, every single missile did the same.

"I'M RETURNING THESE SHELLS!" she yelled as she returned the thousands of missiles back to sender. Explosions littered the spaceship above. Then she flew away to find quality rubble to toss at the ship.

She may be bitchy, Bad exhaled. But she's not totally useless... so maybe I owe her a thanks for that.

"GAH!" Melzargard howled in anger. It lashed out at the heroes with multiple arms murderously.

Puri Puri Prisoner miraculously trapped four of the arms and held them tight.

"Nice catch!" Silver Fang shouted, using the arms as a platform to reach one of Melzargard's heads and snatch a marble by plowing through it.

"Got it." He crushed the marble in his fingers, melting the head in the process.

An enraged, now one-headed Melzargard swiftly coiled an arm.

"FANG! WATCH OUT!" Iaian yelled.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Big Ugly launched Silver Fang with a devastating punch.

--

A/N: And of course, if there is any criticism at all (positive or negative), lay it on me. Like I said, this is my first time writing a fanfiction. I need whatever advice I can get. All I ask is that it is constructive. Next chapter it's going to get intense, so get ready!