"No!" Django exclaimed, watching as Phillip held the paint brush with his webbed fingers.
(Hah, you stood no chance. Just watch as I use this paint brush to destroy the Tri-State Area and make myself the Supreme Ruler!) the platypus chattered.
"What did he say?" Django asked, Perry just using hand signals to translate. "Um, can someone translate hand signals?"
"OH!" a voice said from the rubble. "I can!" about to take a device. But instead, got hit in the head by a grappling hook moving through the air. "Wow, that's the third time today." But Django's attention was refocused towards the enemy platypus and began to charge towards him.
But Phillip jumped up, landing on his head and beginning to tap dance. Django was defenseless, unable to move him from atop his head before getting kicked in the forehead. He landed atop the rubble, unable to get up. He groaned in pain, trying to force himself on his feet. But he wouldn't be able to get up, laying flat on his stomach.
The stage was set. The final showdown between the copy and the copied. Perry versus Phillip. It began as Perry jumped up and swung his tail at his foe. But Phillip evaded it and punched the agent while he was mid-air. Able to repel his crash, Perry used the wall to create momentum, performing a spin kick, causing Phillip to spin as he crashed into the opposite wall.
Walking over towards the newly-created rubble, the dust dispelled to reveal no sign of his opponent. But in an instant, he looked up to see a platform falling towards him. This forced him to roll outside of the range of the platform, but to his surprise, he had rolled into contact with Phillip, who grabbed a gun and shot him at point blank range.
Meanwhile, Ferb and Phineas were double-teaming the green-haired boy's replica. Phineas, having just recently taken Martial Arts with his step-brother, began to show off his moves by swiftly making his way behind the replica and kicking the back of his neck to send him the air. This allowed Ferb to jump up and perform a karate chop, attacking the replica at his rib cage and causing a rough landing.
"Nice job, bro" Phineas smiled, believing they had the edge. But all that belief would wash away when the saw their opponent uninjured. "No way!" not noticing the replica sneak behind both of them. As he did, he was ready to perform a double-K.O. by hitting their nerves, but suddenly, a kick came hurtling towards the replica, sending him flying off and hitting the tree.
"Thanks Isabella!" Phineas said, realizing his life had just been saved.
"No prob, Phineas," she replied with a smile. But the two watched as the replica approached Ferb, who currently was being left alone. "Ferb!" the two exclaimed at the same time as the two look-alikes got into a fist fight covered with dust. In the end, one of them stood defeated, but the other still received wounds from the fight. "Wait, which one is he? Is the the real Ferb, or his fake?"
But their question would soon be answered as it soon charged at both of them, knocking Isabella off-balance. But before she could fall, she was caught by Phineas. "You okay?" putting her down gently.
"Yeah, thanks," she said, but noticed two people crash into the Ferb replica. "Irving?"
"Hey guys. I'm trying to get this thing to fight, but it's way too cowardly. Do you think that's weird?" he asked, still on the ground. But he saw the Ferb replica tower over him as fear began to enter into his mind. "EHH!" running to Phineas and Isabella's side.
Phineas then looked behind him and saw Buford and Baljeet up against the other replica. Buford charged at his replica, but was easily dropped and sent rolling. He already had a black eye and many bruises and wounds, but he was still pressing on.
Buford once again charged at the replica, but this time, he grabbed its legs, sending both of them towards the ground, allowing Buford to get up on top of his replica and continuously punch its face and deform it.
But he was soon forced off with a punch to the gut which sent him flying towards Baljeet. To the surprised of both, Baljeet caught the bully without too much difficulty. "Nice catch, Shrimpy," he complimented as they watched the replica get up from the ground. "Now, there's a difference between our appearances, so don't go punching your allies and giving them black eyes, okay?"
"I didn't mean to. All I did was a a semi-hook uppercut with about a forty seven degree angle," he said, distracting the two long enough so the replica could over to Buford and land a kick on him.
But the bully was able to catch his leg before the impact would cause him to go flying and made full use of this opportunity. He grabbed the leg with both arms and began to lift up the body. After lifting it up, with much difficulty, he began to spin the replica around in circles. "Someone, get me some rope!" he exclaimed.
But just as he was about to get some rope, something made impact on his arm, causing him to lose grip of his replica's leg. As he began to lose balance, Buford felt a blow to his gut, sending him flying towards a fence. As he was getting up, he saw the two replicas, his and Ferb's charge at him at full speed. But before either could attack, Ferb performed a high-kick to the Ferb replica's head, colliding with Buford's replica as both fell to the ground.
"Ferb!" Phineas, Isabella, Baljeet and Irving exclaimed, seeing the boy up and conscious. "Nice kick," Buford complimented while struggling to breathe. But he had no time to recover as he saw a change in both of the replicas. "Watch out! Their eyes are turning purple!"
"Purple? I've never seen purple eyes in my life. Even those weird horror movies don't use purple eyes," Isabella noted, but suddenly saw one of the replicas approach behind Phineas. "Watch out!" she exclaimed, about to charge at the replica. But she fell to the ground, noticing the other replica grip her ankle, preventing her from helping.
Before Phineas realized it, the replica was about to attack him. But thanks to Isabella's forewarning, he was barely able to dodge the attack with a duck. As the replica moved over him, he performed a double-uppercut, sending the replica upward into the sky. "Go, Ferb!" as his stepbrother jumped up and began to spin as he descended, eventually making contact with the replica using his feet. Both of his feet drilled the replica into the ground before he jumped up once again as the replica tried to get up. But it was to no avail as Ferb slammed his foot down, crushing the bone structure of his replica.
"Nice job!" Phineas exclaimed. But they still had work to do as Buford's replica was holding back their friends. The three were ready to support them, but suddenly, they heard a crash behind the tree, revealing an Irving with purple eyes holding the real Irving, unconscious and bruised.
"IRVING!" Phineas and Isabella exclaimed, attracting the attention of the replica, dropping the boy and charging at the three kids and preparing to attack.
Not much dialouge, huh? Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter of The Next Da Vinci. This currently my only running fanfic, so I will be hoping to update at a faster rate.
I'd like to thank Django Fan, iCarly4Life 851726 and Devin for reviewing this chapter and to all of you who take the time to read this fanfic and if you have the time, I hope you can post a comment/review/critique to help me improve or provide motivation!