Chapter 4
Everything was going perfectly. Zagnutt chuckled to himself as he watched the Hulk tear apart a mega nob gladiator. He was seemingly indestructible. There was no limit to what he could accomplish with him if he simply planned ahead. Not something orks were famous for, but Zagnutt was not like a normal ork, he had something different. Vision.
Suddenly, a blood curdling roar sounded from the squig captivities. Zagnutt heart sank and his blood went cold. He'd heard that roar before. Sure enough with a clash that sounded like the tantrum of an angry god, the great Squiggoth burst forth into the arena. No this isn't supposed to happen like this! Not like this! Zagnutt thought. Surely not even this monster of meat and rage could stand up against a giant Squiggoth. He should have known it was too good to be true, he had not been sent a herald of Mork but a bumbling fool with incredible strength.
The Hulk squashed the last Grot and turned to see the humongous form of the Squiggoth crashing through the gate and stampeding towards him. A grin as wide as his fist grew across his enormous face, the prospect of a real challenge was like early Christmas to him and he leaped to charge the enemy.
The atmosphere in the arena was one of unanimous excitement. Every single ork in the arena was looking forward to a good trampling. The two colossal beasts met in the middle and the Hulk let rip a punch that knocked the giant almost to the ground. The hulk leaped forward and with a heave he picked up the gigantic creature and hurled him into the stands, crushing a large group of orks.
Zagnutt simply could not believe what he was seeing. He was beyond Ork. This was truly a being bound with the might of the Ork gods. Nothing could stand in his way now.
Warboss Skullstompa threw his skull gourd at a nearby grot with viscous rage. "What!" He snarled, lip curled in anger. " ee just killed my prize squiggoth ee did!" Several gretchin and orks alike fled, not wanting to bear witness to one of Skullstompa's murderous rages.
Zagnutt couldn't be happier, as he counted up the pile of teeth that The Hulk had plundered from his victims in the arena. He wondered how much a squiggoth tusk would be worth. The hulk was crouched over trying not to collapse the ceiling. "Youses good youses. Real good, like almost Ghazghkull good. All I needs is one more fing ta happen an den my master plan il be in full swing it will!"
As if on cue the door smashed open and Skullstompa walked in. It was a small miracle in itself that the shack didn't collapse there and then. Skullstompa was a large lizard or squig skin cloak and he had a massive power claw on one hand. He marched over to the hulk and snarled "get lost worm!" To Zagnutt. Zagnutt mustered up his corage and said "Maybe you should get lost!" Skullstompa turned to Zagnutt and his face turned from bloodlust to one of amusement. He bent down so that he was almost level with Zagnutt "Or what little runt, ya kno what, I'm gonna kill you extra painfully now." Zagnutt started to chuckle almost maniacally. This just about pushed Skullstompa over the edge. "Why youse laffin den?" "Because, heh heh, as they say, youse just activated my trap card!" "Ooh says da-" A giant green fist grabbed Skullstompa's head from behind and before he even had time to scream with rage, his head was crushed and rent from his body. The Hulk looked somewhat bored however Zagnutt, pumped full of adrenalin, almost fell over. "yes! Now pick up da body an take im outside, weve gots work ta do."
Kogtoof wiped the soot of his face and started on putting back together the pieces of his Zagnutt, came through. "Geez can't no one just open da door?" Kogtoof muttered. "Shut ya hole Kogtoof. Wesis needin some stuff made for da new Warboss Da Ulk." "Oo says ee's da warboss den?" "Dis does." The Hulk showed Kogtoof the large spike with Skullstompas head and body on it. "Oh well den Mr Warboss sir, do youse have any teef?" "Yea and you aint gettin it so eres what we need an yeh betta start makin.
"Dis is da new warboss an who want ta shallenge im?" The challenges stopped about when the pile of Nob corpses reached 3 meters high. By then the orks were fairly certain on who their new leader was. As the Hulk sat on his new throne of skulls, thousands upon thousands of orks chanted his name and a court of slaves did his bidding. While Zagnutt hid in the shadows and planned for the future.