Author's Note: Now we get back to the stuff you've all been reading for: the senseless violence! Good news, these next few fights are my longest yet and hopefully they will meet up to somebody's expectations (coughShadowMajincough). Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing.
Warning: language, graphic violence, death
Dancing in the DMZ
The shriek containing nothing but pain shattered the fun atmosphere that had once held sway over the circus goers. Solo had found himself, along with Duo, recovering from the effects of riding the Gravitron one too many times when they both heard it. Leaving indentions of his hands on a metal trash barrel, Solo told Duo to stay there while he went to check out the ruckus.
Without a thought for other people, Solo shoved aside anybody that either didn't get out of his way or weren't paying any attention to him, the blond blatantly ignoring rude responses shouted after him, occasionally responding back by flipping them the bird. Sure he was still stumbling a little since he was still getting his equilibrium back but he made good time in reaching the large tent where the Main Event of the circus was usually held.
Shoving aside a circus worker who was in his way, he marched right into the Big Top, stopping stock still immediately upon entering. Ahead of him was a large, gaping hole, with edges that were being eaten away by something that looked like white foam, in the tent revealing the animal cages on the other side. There, amidst the cages, bars on some of them having been melted away by something, probably the same stuff that had eaten through the tent, stood a tall teen dressed in a black uniform that the blond had seen only once before.
Son of a bitch! How did they find them?!
Bending his legs slightly, Solo launched himself over the circus ring to the other side, landing mere feet away from the other boy who had some kind of tentacle sticking out from a sleeve, the appendage itself wrapped around the torso of a tiger, an acidic substance burning the poor beast.
"What the fuck!?" he snarled, clenching his fists tightly.
The other boy with long white hair turned his head to look at him and smile lazily. "There you are," the boy stated. "I was looking for you."
Peeling the tentacle off the tiger and letting it fall back down to the floor of its cage, the ghostly boy turning fully around towards Solo and bowing mockingly to the blond. "The name's Yun and I'm here to capture you."
"I don't give a shit what you're name is," Solo growled, cracking his knuckles. "You just got a one way ticket ta da morgue."
"Feisty, I like that," Yun smirked, his silvery eyes shifting into a more dark gray color, almost making them look like pools of black. "Can you try and struggle? I like it when my prey struggles. It makes it more fun that way."
There was an ominous hissing sound followed by a loud ripping noise and sprouting out from Yun's back came a multitude of acidic tentacles Serpentine in looks, the ends of each tentacle were rounded at the ends and looked as if each one would split open if one did not look close enough to see such a thing wouldn't happen. Each tentacle was coated with the acidic liquid that dripped from each one, the acid hissing against the ground upon contact. Slipping from each wrist, two smaller tentacle made themselves known, one of which Yun brought towards his face where he sniffed at the acid, making a face similar to that of a pot smoker.
"You are one sick fuck, ya know that?" Solo deadpanned.
"Whatever you say," Yun shrugged, a tentacle suddenly whipping out and slamming up against the blond, sending him flying back and making another hole in the circus tent.
Solo's unexpected fight was halted as his back slammed into something thin that was giving way behind him but at the same time held itself together. His momentum slowed and then the thin surface he was up against began to propel him forward, sending him flying in the opposite direction that he had previously been going. However, there was less force with this new flight and the blond found himself landing right smack dab into a food stall.
There were cries of surprise and exclamation that thundered in the blond's ears and as he got out from the wreckage, his clothes stained with ketchup or maybe blood since Solo could have sworn he felt something soft, like a person, give way as he landed. Glaring upwards, he caught sight of a very large and very flat person who seemed to have stretched far beyond the limits that a normal person could but was slowly unstretching, returning back to normal. Solo already had an inkling that this guy was also not any ordinary person either.
"Be still my heart!" the other boy cried out, a lisp in his voice. "You're mighty handsome, you know that? I just want to wrap myself all around you and—"
The girly boy was suddenly interrupted by a fist in his mouth but instead of sending the guy flying, the guy's face caved in as the back of his head extended backwards, the elongated lump seeming to form an impression of Solo's fist. Needless to say, Solo was bewildered and slightly disgusted at the sight and immediately brought his fist back, the other guy's head popping back into its regular shape immediately.
"Ooh, so you like it rough?" the lispy voice said flirtatiously.
"Hey! I saw him first!"
Snapping his head to a side, Solo groaned aloud. Yun had tracked him down, those icky tentacles in constant motion as they touched anything in a ten foot radius, the acid eating away at everything including the unfortunate circus goers and workers.
"But he's so handsome!" the other guy whined.
"Hands off, fairy," Yun retorted. "He's mine. Go somewhere else Vera."
Smirking wickedly, "Vera" began humming the opening notes to some song that Solo hadn't heard before but instantly it had a reaction. Yun froze up, eyes widening to the point they were bulging. Not even the tentacles were moving and the acid from the appendages looked as if it was trying to unsecrete itself.
"I'll handle it from here, big boy," Vera said reprovingly, shaking a finger at the frozen Yun.
"You got it," an unfriendly voice said to Vera, two large hands roughly grabbing the boy's head. Before Vera could even say something, Solo twisted his waist and swung the stretching boy like a club, smashing his body into booths and stalls indiscriminately, Vera's body stretching unconsciously all the while, until the stretched out body collided into Yun, Solo finally releasing him.
Vera cried out in pain as the acid from Yun's tentacles began eating away at his uniform to the skin and body beneath. "That hurt!"
"That was the point," Solo muttered dark naturedly as he slowly marched his way closer.
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Meanwhile, Duo had remained where he was, watching Solo melt into the crowd. The braided boy took hold of the end of his braid anxiously and began to toy with it as he waited for his larger friend to return to him.
"Aww, what's wrong?" a taunting voice spoke up from behind him, startling the boy to no end.
Spinning around, he frowned in confusion as he saw no one there. A sudden tapping on his shoulder freaked him out and whipping around again, he found to his dismay no one there.
What was going on?
"Psst, right here!"
This time, Duo turned around slowly but instead of finding no one there, there were two boys there, one a tall blond boy and the other a slightly shorter brunet with frizzy hair who was leaning against the taller blond casually.
Much to his shame, Duo squeaked pitifully.
Then Reaper Duo took control, the boy's violet eyes flashing to their malevolent crimson.
Neither of the two other boys were phased by this, not even the meeker of the two, but Duo nonetheless entertained homicidal thoughts of what he was going to do to these two once he got his hands on them.
"So you think you're pretty funny, huh?" he growled, his crimson eyes bright enough to radiate light. "Well laugh at this!"
He sent a wall of frozen time at the two. The shorter of the two vanished in a small flash of light while the taller blond was knocked right off his feet and into the air. Instead of tumbling wildly, the blond twisted his body in mid-flight, angling himself with his feet towards the ground so that when he touched down, he was gone in a fast moving blur. As Duo tried to raise up a barrier, the fast moving speedster seemed to pause as he was captured in the shield only to escape it a second later and come face to face with the braided one, close enough that he punched Duo in his chest and was gone long before he even began to stumble back.
As he regained his footing, Duo rubbed his chest, wondering what exactly had just happened. How was that guy able to pass through his barrier like that so easily? It shouldn't be possible; no one else had been able to accomplish such a thing. Maybe he needed a different approach?
Flooding the nearby area with his power, slowing time down to a snail's pace, he was able to detect something blunt that was aiming straight for his head. Not in the least affected by the slowdown in time, he ducked and watched in near awe as a metal pipe traveled at a snail's pace, entering the space that his head had just been in. Snapping his head around, he saw the other boy, the one that had disappeared (teleported?) earlier, a look of exertion contorting his face.
However, before Duo could take any advantage of it, a white light enveloped the boy's body and he was gone, consumed entirely by the light. As his attention was captured by this, he had forgotten that he was fighting against two opponents and not just one. Of course, it was the speedster that was seemingly unaffected by the area of slowed time and the blond was at Duo's back in an instant, bringing a knee into the small of the braided one's back.
With the unexpected burst of pain, Duo let go of the hold he had on his power and fell to his knees, his hands speeding over to try and protect his aching back. Two hands grabbed his wrists in iron locked grips and pulled upwards.
"Too slow," a voice breathed into his ear. "I can run faster than a speeding bullet, you know. Do you know how fast a bullet travels? Well, it—"
Not having the patience for his educational lesson, Duo gritted his teeth together and blasted the speedster behind him at point blank range with frozen time. The guy was once again up in the air but already was twisting his body, ready to land on his feet again and be on his merry way but Duo was having none of that. While he still could, he sent a projectile of frozen time at the blond only to stare in shock as the blast impacted the guy's feet and then was used as a launch pad that sent the speedster running into near invisibility.
Then his cheek became the recipient of a punch, one delivered by the teleporter who then teleported to Duo's other side and swung a kick into his gut, teleporting again so that he was just above him, his knees slamming against each side of Duo's head. Throwing his body downwards, the teleporter threw Duo off balance and brought him to the ground and not in a gentle way either but he was gone again. His presence wasn't missed as a foot from a certain speeder impressed itself into his gut and forced the air from the time master's body. Duo could have sworn the guy purposely slowed down for that before speeding off again to who knew where.
Coughing, Duo clutched his stomach tightly, his eyes clenched shut. Then, with incomprehensible fury, his crimson eyes snapped opened, the entire eye completely red and the light glowing from them so intense that it made him look demonic. Tendrils of frozen time snaked out grabbed a hold of anything and everything they could. Stalls and booths were torn apart and whittled down to form sharp weapons. Propping himself up in the air with nothing but frozen time covering him, not only using it to shield himself but thickening it so much that he was sure that nothing would be able to get through it.
With an unused tendril of time, he wrecked the very earth that surrounded him and he was pleased to note that ol' Speedy Gonzales wasn't able to avoid it or stop in time that it sent him out of control until his body impacted the side of the Gravitron harshly, putting an impressive dent into the hull.
Then his weapons went on the attack, blocking the attempts that the teleporter was making an attempt to try and hit him, Duo's thick barrier preventing him from getting any closer and having to dodge the sharpen projectiles flung at him by teleporting to elsewhere.
All the while in his anger-fueled rage, Duo did not notice that some of the things that he was hitting with his weapons were people unlucky enough to be close to him, their blood gushing from the inflicted wounds, wounds that Duo was blind to.
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It was too much for Trowa to see the suffering that the circus animals were being subjected to. The once proud beasts were sprawled on the ground up in their broken cages, the sides looking like mashed meat and coagulated blood, whimpers of pain escaping their snouts as they looked up at him with pleading eyes, begging him to stop the pain they were experiencing.
However, seeing the dead corpse of the only male lion there was the clincher, the one thing that caused the unibanged youth to snap.
He was going to find the sons of bitches who were responsible for this travesty and once he did…
…they would feel the power of nature itself tear them apart into little pieces.
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Heero and Relena when crouching low, both casting wary looks at the drunk wind master who was oblivious to the menacing sounds that shrieked out "Fight!" as he continued to stumble around the crowdless circus grounds. Plus, hearing the shrieks from the other circus goers was a good sign that this guy hadn't come alone.
He had brought friends with him.
"Damn it!" the intoxicated boy grumbled, waving his empty bottle around. "Can't a guy get sssshhhhome sssshhhervice 'round heeeeeere?" he slurred before the wind torn up a couple of the surrounding booths.
Heero's eyes narrowed as he became determined. "Relena," he hissed. "Get some place safe and stay there. I'll handle this until help comes."
"But Heero…!" Relena protested.
"Just do it!" he interrupted. "I'll handle this, now go!"
Looking at her boyfriend fearfully, Relena crept away and when Heero was sure she was gone, he began to look around for anything he could use to try and neutralize the drunken wind master.
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Fighting Vera was…frustrating, to say the least.
So what if the guy…thing could stretch himself from here to the other side of the world? The blond couldn't even feel anything the guy tried to do and didn't budge an inch when Vera tried using other things to try and hit him with. However, that also seemed to have an adverse effect where Solo's own punches and whatnot had no affect either. Every time his fists sank into that body which seemed to be the flattest thing you ever saw. When he tried going for Vera's head, the damn thing would flop a bit but didn't seem to affect the guy either.
Needless to say, Solo was coming to the end of his rope. He was going to beat this guy, even if he had to tear him apart to do so.
"Why won't you die?!" the blond snarled as he grabbed a hold of Vera's arm only for said arm to slip out of his hand easily.
"Ooh, do you know how cute you look right now?" Vera teased. "I just want to wrap my arms around you and squeeze the life outta ya."
Action copying his words, Vera's arms took that stretching quality but curved around, avoiding the long haired blond, giving him this sinking feeling that something was up. Just as soon as Vera stopped talking, Solo found out just how right he was as suddenly the stretched out arms became taunt and moved in, wrapping him up so that only the areas that consisted from his shoulders and up along with his feet were the only uncovered surface on his body. True to Vera's words, Solo could feel the mummifying restraints squeezing against him but not so much that he was starting to have trouble breathing. Then again, perhaps that was because of his own invulnerability protecting him.
The thing that did give him trouble breathing was seeing Vera's torso obscenely stretch so that his head and shoulders were a mere foot away from his, Vera's face smirking flirtatious at him.
"Did anyone ever tell ya you are one ugly son of a bitch?" Solo asked bluntly, amber eyes narrowing as he got his breathing in check.
"You're the first," Vera giggled, looking amused. "Maybe I can change your mind about that."
Solo jolted and he angrily growled, "Did you just grope—"
He was cut off suddenly and horribly as Vera crashed his lips onto his, giving him a kiss that was definitely not wanted. If there was one experience that Solo did not want, it was kissing a guy, no ifs ands or buts about it. So, he did the only thing he could think of to strike back.
There was a muffled shriek and Vera snapped his head back, stopping quickly as his tongue stretched impossibly out of his mouth, Solo's teeth furiously cutting into the pinkish organ with a vengeance.
"Eeeet oooooo!" Vera whined as best as he could while Solo only increased the pressure his teeth had on the tongue. Frantically, Vera's hands managed to peel themselves out of the wrappings they were in and stretched up towards the long, thin, pink hostage, grabbing it gingerly and trying to pull it back.
Solo was having none of that and clenched his teeth tighter, sending a sharp spike of pain into Vera. Then the unexpected happened as suddenly blood splattered in his face and Vera was able to pull his head away fully, screaming in pain. Well what do you know; he had managed to bite the freak's tongue off judging by the amount of blood spilling from Vera's mouth and the fact that he could a soft foreign object in his own mouth.
Calmly, he spat it out in Vera's face.
Whether or not that caused Vera to loosen his hold on the blond, Solo didn't know but he took advantage of it to wretch his arm free just as Vera screamed out in pain again, his flatten body arching. Blinking at what seemed to be some sort of masochistic, spontaneous action, Solo caught light gleaming off of a sharp blade, one that was sticking…right…through…Vera!
Shifting his head to aside, he noticed that Catherine stood a distance away from them, a handful of knives ready to be thrown at a moment's notice. Taking the opportunity, Solo grabbed the sharp-edged blade, knowing full well that the knife couldn't hurt him, and forced it to a side, cutting through more of Vera's flat body, blood spilling out like a faucet. Tossing the bloodied knife away, Solo grabbed Vera by a shoulder and yanked, finishing off the tear and fully separating the top part of Vera's upper body from the rest of him.
The drop caused by gravity and the fact that the part of Vera that was still wrapped around him and not supporting him anymore was a small surprise but the welcomed feel of the ground beneath his feet was glorious. Vera's body thickened, both pieces of it, the stretched out limbs peeling themselves off the blond until a body laid at his feet, wrapped comically around his feet.
"That…wasn't…nice…" Vera wheezed, blood streaming out his mouth before his eyes rolled up into his head.
With no reverence whatsoever, Solo tossed the part of Vera he was holding away like it was a chunk of meat.
Having completely forgot about Catherine's presence, he was startled as he heard a feminine shriek and spun around to see what the commotion was. Now, even Solo had to admit this, Catherine was one tough bird. However, there were certain things that even she would have problems with, especially against Yun and his little tentacle friends, a few of which were secreting enough acid to eat away Catherine's knives while one was wrapped around her lower arm, a faint sizzling sound coming from it while Catherine struggled with all her might to get away, a few of Yun's other tentacles hovering around her and ready to pounce.
Now, there were few people that Solo respected in the world and Catherine happened to be one of them. Anybody who could throw a knife as well as she could deserves it. But to see this was more than enough to piss Solo off again.
"Hey!" he bellowed, catching both of their attentions. Cracking his knuckles, he continued, "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?"