The Power of Pestilence!
"I guess its my turn to return the favor," said Saul as he looked at Rochelle's reflection. She nodded back at him. "Me and Rochelle don't see eye-to-eye very often as a matter of fact we fight…a lot. But we do have one thing in common…"
Rochelle's reflection turned towards Marburg, "we both want to take you down," she said glaring at him.
"SOUL RESONANCE!" shouted Saul and Rochelle in unison.
Rochelle's boomerang form began to spinning around in place in Saul's hand. The boomerang soon began to blur together to form one giant spinning disc. Saul's Soul Wavelength flickered around it creating a powerful outer layer. Soon Rochelle became a large buzz saw-like weapon at the end of Saul's hand. "Its odd how they paired me, a close distance fighter with Rochelle," said Saul examining the large spinning disc at the end of his hand. "I thought that they were crazy at first, I mean, not only are our personalities a complete mismatch, but our fighting styles are as well. But after a couple of practice sessions, I got it. This is one of the reasons why we were paired together."
"During Soul Resonance, Saul's Soul Wavelength starts a hurricane with me turning me from a boomerang into a buzz saw," said Rochelle, "that can be thrown or used as chopping weapon. Our Soul Resonance has the best of both worlds."
Marburg smiled as the green fog swirled around the room, growing in size and malevolence. "That sounds like fun. Let's get started then. I want to be well on the way to perfecting my powers before my brothers get a hold of me, they won't be too impressed if I'm still at this level. I'm afraid spending years inside a jar put a real damper on my powers. They don't seem to be as strong as I remember them and trust me, my brothers will certainly take notice of that. I'll have to say that they are at about forty percent now? If you want to face me at my strongest, you'll have to wait awhile."
Saul smiled. "Nice to know, but I'm afraid we are about to take you down." Saul dashed from his spot, the large disc cutting through the air at high speeds. He brought the disc down with impressive force, bringing the disc slicing into the earth beneath him. The only problem was that Marburg had dodged back barely making far enough away to avoid the devastating blow.
"Hmm," said Marburg as he looked about him, "apparently the disease isn't fast acting enough. I'll have to make a mental note to spend up the process…possibly add some irritation or maybe a fever to the mixture to make it more worthwhile. Do you prefer your temperature to be 101o or higher? I mean, I want you to be as comfortable as possible when you die a horrible death."
"I'm not big on being sick," said Saul as he charged forward, "I'm more of a die in blood, guts and gore kind of person." Saul swung his buzz saw-like weapon through the air aiming at Marburg's neck. Marburg ducked, allowing the disc to soar over his head.
"Or dying in a pool of his own vomit," said Rochelle, "whichever one comes first."
"I'll make sure to hook you up with my brother. Guts and gore is kind of his specialty," began the disease-causing witch as he dashed backwards to increase the distance in between the two of them, "you know, if you survive this fight which I seriously doubt. I could do the pool of his own vomit, however."
"No thank you," Saul was about to drive forward, but he stopped short. A sudden pain emerged in his stomach. His free hand immediately went down to his stomach, gripping it trying to calm it down. "What the hell? I didn't even eat that much this morning. Rochelle ate a lot more then me."
"You didn't need to say that aloud," said Rochelle, looking away embarrassed. "Besides it wasn't that much."
"Ah, I thought mixing Cholera into the mixture might have been a little much, you know overkill," said Marburg as he watch Saul legs slowly begin to buckle, "but now I know it reacts pretty fast in the active human body. Any bets on what disease is going to take shape next? My bet is on the Septicemia. Then again I did use an unhealthy dose of Meningitis…so its really anybody's guess."
"Damn," said Saul as he brought himself back up to a standing position, "it looks like those antibiotics that Lord Death made me take in preparation for this mission, aren't doing me any good. Looks like I swallowed medicine that tastes like crap for no real reason."
"All good medicine tastes terrible," said Marburg as he took out another small vial of a blue liquid. "I think a terribly strong fever is what I'm going for…following that up maybe I'll add a touch of diarrhea and maybe a coma-inducing infection. Any input? I mean this is the rest of your life and the human world that I'm talking about."
"Yeah right," said Saul, "Lord Death locked you up once, he'll do it again."
Marburg's eyes flashed red briefly as he breathed heavily. He quickly sneaked the vial back into his coat. "Don't you dare mention that back-stabbing bastard in my presence! I always treated him like a brother for as long as I've known him! I was expecting him to help me end the world rather then stop me, that's why I told him about it! After all, the end of the world was going to be glorious and well-deserved by your pathetic race! Each disease I created was to help put you bastards in line! Humans lived in trash heaps, I created infections so you would clean up after yourselves! Humans created medicine to sneak past my rules, I created auto-immune disease so you would learn your lesson! Humans began mating with each other every day, I created STDs to make you guys stop!
"I did everything within my power and then some to put your pathetic miserable race down the straight and narrow!" ranted Marburg, his voice rising with his anger, "I worked my ass off trying to save you guys from yourselves and how do I get repaid? You guys ignore me and continue to treat yourselves like crap! That's when I decided to work on the grand finale of all of my diseases, an unstoppable disease that would kill of the human race once and for all, but no…NO THAT'S NOT WHAT LORD DEATH WANTED! He threw me into that damn prison jar for three millennia! I can only imagine how the rest of my brothers fared…especially knowing that Lord Death, our friend, locked me away!"
"There's a reason why he did that," said Saul as he began to approach Marburg, "you know? Its because you are evil and probably insane. I mean what kind of sane, nice person wants to put an end the human race?"
"The same person who saw all of their heinous acts for the thousands of years," said Marburg as he collapsed his head into his hands, "Everything that they did. Every insane act of violence, intelligence, and even 'love'! I hated it all, but I tolerated it because my brothers said 'they'll learn, they'll become better'. But now I'm free again and I'm going to start it all over and this simplistic green fog is only the beginning! My new disease will make all the diseases in the world currently look like a cold!"
"You were the runt of the litter weren't ya?" asked Saul, "mommy and daddy never paid any real attention to you, did they? Cause I'm sensing some serious case of Attention Deficient Disorder."
"My mom was almost non-existent and my dad believed he was greatest thing ever to exist," said Marburg, "but they don't have any point in my new plan. Neither do my brothers, I wanted to destroy the planet too early apparently for either of them to get behind me." Marburg sighed and shook his head returning himself to the current fight, "Speaking of my family, have you developed any recent headaches?"
"Yeah, but I'm pretty sure that's just because you haven't shut up yet," said Saul, "and as a thank you for that, how about I cut you up!" Saul leapt into the air. The large boomerang buzz saw rotating around at high speeds in his hand came crashing down into the ground far away from where Marburg was standing his. Saul's large boomerang spinning and churning the rocky floor up and into miniscule pebbles.
"I see the hallucinations are starting occur," said Marburg, "are you seeing red polka dots? I was trying to avoid those. I wanted something original." Marburg was standing a few feet away watching Saul pull Rochelle back up and out of the ground. His calm demeanor returning to him once again.
"Nope, I just see a bunch of you," said Saul as his free hand went up to his head, "its not a pretty sight. I would've preferred the red polka dots."
Maburg's face twitched. "I understand your concerns and I will take them into consideration. Too bad you'll never see my updated disease, your input will greatly influence it."
"Too bad you won't see the updated disease either cause I'm ending your life now!" shouted Saul as he tossed the buzz saw-like boomerang through the air. The boomerang swung through the air missing Marburg by a mile.
Marburg smiled as he watched the boomerang swing through the air. "You can't even tell which one is the real me. This fog is just messing around with your senses. I got to tell you I'm disappoi…" Marburg barely dodged to the side enough to avoid the boomerang as it came back around.
"Saul may be affected by your disease, but in my Weapon form I have strange immunity to your disease," said Rochelle as he reflection appeared on the spinning weapon.
Saul quickly caught her and tossed her once more, sending her flying in a completely wrong direction. Marburg turned around to face Rochelle as she flew about the air and was spinning back at him. "SAUL!" shouted Rochelle as she flew above Marburg's head. Marburg's head followed Rochelle as she flew above him and away. Suddenly he felt someone's hand jabbing into his side.
"Your hallucinogen only affects my sight, my hearing remains perfectly untainted," said Saul as his hand lit up fiercely with his Soul Wavelength. His hand pulsed as he brought it forward forcing Marburg back through the air and against the wall. Marburg fell from the wall straight to the ground, collapsing into a hopeless pile.
Saul brought his hand up and caught hold of Rochelle. "As long as Rochelle alerts me to your location by shouting my name when she is around you, I can shock you with my Soul Wavelength."
"Note to self, create a disease that disables Soul Wavelength," said Marburg as he brought himself back up to his feet. He was holding his side watching the green fog and his two opponent's carefully. "I seem to have forgotten that I am fighting two opponents. They are going to have a much wider range of strategies…too bad that's still not enough to stop me."
Marburg stretched his arms out and basked in his own green fog. "I think my full power is finally returning. After all of those years of being sealed up tight, my power has dwindled slowly to a measly thirty percent of my true power. But I think its returning…maybe a good exercise was all that I needed…thank you for this. But I'm going to need more test subjects."
"Well, hate to burst your bubble," said Saul, "but we are the only ones in the room right now. So, you'll just have to wait until we are finished with our fight." A large ball of the thick green fog began to become concentrated in Marburg's hand. Marburg tossed the green ball of fog over at Marburg.
"Saul, he's attacking!" shouted Rochelle. Saul brought Rochelle up in front of him, using her large and powerful spinning body to protect himself from Marburg's attack. "Not us! The kids!"
Sorry, for the wait. I had a lot of crap to deal with. Its the midterm up at my college, so, yeah, college projects basically. Ooh, I was also the best man at a wedding talk about being busy. Anyways, on to something you guys actually care about, the story! First off, I want to apologize for the fact that I went from Marburg's fight to Foreman's fight and back to Marburg's. I want to focus on Marburg's fight, but I needed to bring the other students back into the action, so now you know. Don't forget to submit The HORSEMAN OF THE APLOCALYPSE! Those guys can be so impatient, can't they? 2012 is around the corner! Mwa ha ha ha!