Gascoigne boss fight (Chapter 5)
Predator & Hunter roared. Gascoigne upon leaping had aimed the blunderbuss to the dark skies above, pressing down on the trigger intending to fill the beast that resembled with holes.
The Caped Crusader, right fist closed and forward, roaring blue, saw this, using his free hand, the Caped Crusader had quickly reached into his utility belt for something to counter Gascoigne's action.
LT (Quick-fire Batarang)
And so from the utility belt, the (diving) Caped Crusader produced a single Batarang, it's trajectory heading towards the barrel of Gascoigne's gun.
Gascoigne fully pressed down on the trigger.
Gunpowder ignited.
Batarang met barrel.
And Gascoigne missed.
His weapon's pellets landing into the wall of the building.
Gascoigne couldn't even exclaim his shock as a grey, gauntleted fist, roaring blue, met his face.
Hard.
STHICKKKKKKKK
A muffled cry was all that escaped Gascoigne's throat before he, and the Caped Crusader had landed down onto the ground, gauntleted, roaring, knuckles making Gascoigne fall on his skull harder.
CRASHHHHHH
Crushed stone, debris, dirt, dust, soil, intestine, limb and blood had flown from the impact of the Hunter & Predator's fall. It created a cloud that obscured the two.
Only for the Dark Knight to roll out of the cloud, rolling to avoid putting to much pressure on his right arm, at the threat of breaking it, with the smoke dispersed, he turned his head back, his eyes bright white.
Gascoigne's still conscious? I should go in for a ground takedown before Gascoigne get's up.
And as if the Hunter had heard it, he rolled up, into a stand, he turned his head back.
Damn.
Then the Dark Knight noticed something.
The wrapping on Gascoigne's eyes are gone.
Revealing to the world an empty socket, where an eye should be.
Gascoigne's blind, yet the level of accuracy he presented when cutting up the men is alarming. Deafening him with blows to the ear might not ensure Gascoigne would stop fighting.
Gascoigne stood up, turning his body around fully and with a clear view of Gascoigne un-hunched and standing proud, the Dark Knight had learned that the Hunter was actually shorter than him, coming off at 6'0, 4 inches less than the Dark Knight.
The Hunter growled to the Predator, fangs prominent and incredibly sharp than normal.
The Predator scowled In response, a frown mixed with it.
Both stared into the other's eye (or lack in Gascoigne's case), the ambience being cut by the roaring sparks emanating from the Dark Knight's fist.
Then that is when both men heard it, a noise, a metal chime being hit rhythmically followed deep reverberated based beep, then a crescendoing sound.
Deathstroke Boss theme – (Arkham Origins) Intro
It keep repeating.
Neither one would dare to look away from their opponent should they wish to search for the noise, that would be idiotic.
Then oddly, as if instinctually, both men circled each other, Hunter & Predator sizing up their prey, the Dark Knight's frown going deeper, and Gascoigne increasing the frequency of his snarls.
Gascoigne's increasingly becoming more feral, he's lost it. I need to stop him.
Both Hunter and Predator getting into combat stances, the Predator flexing his right arm, then came a scream from his gauntlets, blue sparks getting brighter, it's pulse quickening, as if the gloves sadistically welcomed the battle to come, the Hunter on the other hand, quickly and simply inspected the barrel of his gun, to see if the barrel had been curved or depressed at whatever the Predator had thrown at it.
Then the music crescendoed
Deathstroke Boss theme – Arkham Origins (first phase)
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Gascoigne
The Dark Knight had taken initiative and leapt first, left fist closed, and forward.
X – Strike
Gascoigne had reacted by sidestepping to the right, dodging the blow, then swinging the axe with one-handed, horizontally, intending to cleave the Dark Knight in half with one swing.
The Dark Knight countered.
Y – Counter
Catching the axe's blade using the wrist mini blades on the back of his gauntlet, The Dark Knight delivered two quick strikes to Gascoigne's abdomen and solar plexus, sparks flying from each hit.
"Ngh!" grunted the Dark Knight as he countered.
x1 - Counter
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Gascoigne
The Dark Knight, struck again, spark flying accordingly, utilizing the advantage of two blows that stunned him slightly.
X – Strike (x2)
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Gascoigne
"Argh!"
The Dark Knight continued his assault, each blow increasing in viciousness, the blue roar of his fist sparking with each hit.
X – Strike (x3)
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Gascoigne
"Ough!"
X – Strike (x4)
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"Urogh!"
X – Strike (x5)
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Gascoigne
"RAGHHH!!!"
Growling in rage at the 5th blow, Gascoigne dashed backwards while swinging, forcing the Dark Knight back slightly, almost hitting his neck.
LT Y (Batclaw)
Only for the Dark Knight to respond by firing the Batclaw into Gascoigne's chest, surprising him, so much so Gascoigne had been unable to respond to this action, then Dark Knight pulled Gascoigne into his bicep, slamming him off balance while delivering a heavy follow-up into his chest.
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Gascoigne
"uwogh!"
x6 – Batclaw Slam
Gascoigne rolled upwards, knowing staying on the ground would mean death, only for a kick from the Dark Knight to land on his back as he rolled.
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Gascoigne
X – Strike (x7)
"URAGGHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Gascoigne turned around, dashing backwards again, however this tine halting a swing, waiting for the Predator to fire that claw mechanism from his odd pistol that pulled him in.
LT Y (Batclaw)
Gascoigne swatted it away, a little crease upwards on his mouth at the satisfaction of denial, then he fired a blast from his blunderbuss again, surprising the Dark Knight.
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L A A (dodge)
The Dark Knight dodged the blast of pellets from Gascoigne's blunderbuss.
I need to destroy that gun, I can't use the Disruptor, it'll slow me down where Gascoigne can get a clean hit in.
All of a sudden, Gascoigne holstered his blunderbuss, what happened next shocked the Dark Knight again.
The axe extended, length appearing from the axe, that said axe somehow stored, transforming into a halberd, requiring two hands to wield. Gascoigne, backing up, then went into the offensive, utilizing the extreme reach, swung horizontally, heavily telegraphed.
Y – Counter
The Dark Knight caught it (sparking), stopping the momentum and surprising Gascoigne with his strength, before picking up the Halberd (and Gascoigne) and tossing both to the other side of the arena, grunting as he did.
"Nghh!"
Into a tree.
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Gascoigne
Gascoigne rolled up with a groin, back burning from being tossed into a tree, he turned around, spotting the Dark Knight doing the motion of throwing something at his direction before sprinting, Gascoigne went to catch it, planning on throwing it back.
He caught it.
It flickered.
"Hogh?"
Again,
And Again.
Gascoigne, not liking the flickering, tried to throw it back.
His jaw fell slack.
It stuck to his hand no matter how hard he flicked his hand.
FLASH
His world blurred.
LT B (Concussion Detonator)
Stars started spinning literally around his head, he spun wildly, in a panic, Halberd at the hip to hit the Dark Knight.
L A A (Dodge)
He missed, the Dark Knight grabbed Gascoigne's free arm, delivering two blows, one to his kidney and armpit increasing the severity of the stun, Gascoigne halberd arm had limped, halberd still gripped, yet uselessly at the his side.
The Dark Knight spun, then delivered a backhand, ensuring Gascoigne could not defend from the flurry of blows.
X X X X X X - (Beatdown)
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THUNK (x14)
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THUNK (x15)
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THUNK (x16)
And the Beatdown ceased, the Dark Knight having sent two sparking haymakers two Gascoigne's jaw before throwing a sparking leap punch to Gascoigne's cheek, knocking off his hat.
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Gascoigne
Gascoigne stumbled & spun from the force of the blow, before stopping himself, spitting two teeth out he roared, spinning the halberd to his front he went on the offensive again, this tine sheathing his halberd back to it's axe form, the extended mode was useless against this Bat-beast.
He dashed forward, swings wild and unfocused, rage and primality leaking through, pride hurt, ego weakened, insanity increasing.
Sloppy.
A diagonal slash.
Y – Counter
A palm to the nose, depressing it.
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Gascoigne
x1
"Argh!"
Gascoigne dashed back, trickles of fear slowly working his way into his heart, he used free hand to reach behind back.
His reaching for the blunderbuss, I should use the Batclaw to disarm him.
Electricutioner's Shock Gloves ceased roaring.
Gascoigne pulled out, aiming at the Bat.
Now!
LT Y (Quickfire Batclaw)
It connected.
Gascoigne couldn't even react in time, not even able to put his finger on the trigger, the Dark Knight pulled with a grunt, using his free hand, he caught it. Placing it over his knee, he roared.
"RAGGHHH!"
The blunderbuss was no more.
Gascoigne raised a hand at the loss of one his gun, mourning shortly before grit his teeth, red blinding him and insanity fully consuming, he reached into his pocket and threw 5 Molotov Cocktails at Dark Knight's feet, to avoid him catching it.
And to distract him.
L A A (Evade)
The Dark Knight rolled backwards into his shoulder, then a roar came from above.
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Gascoigne, leaping a great distance, aimed at the base of the grey, intending to hack away through the presumably stone skin.
The Dark Knight raised both his gauntlets to cover his, gloves roaring back to life, fists closed, ready for the series of blows to come.
Gascoigne landed.
Wild swing after swing, Gascoigne let lose, there was no elegance, no finesse, just pure strength sent into the Dark Knight's hands, cackling madly at finally being able to land a clean hit into the Bat beast.
Y Y Y Y Y – (Counter)
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"OURUGH…!"
Gascoigne In his madness, had tired himself out, The Dark Knoght feeling the blows stop, grabbed Gascoigne's wrist, pulled his arm forward, and sent a blow to his elbow, snapping it (spark), the crack so loud, it reached Viola's ears, who cringed away in response. Prying away the axe, the Dark Knight used the wooden tip, sending three blows, one to the crotch (a whimper was earned), another to the abdomen, and finally a blow to the jaw, disorienting Gascoigne.
The Dark Knight raised the handle over his knee and snapped the handle in half, destroying Gascoigne's second most cherished thing. Spinning, the Dark Knight sent a back fist ensuring the final flurry of blows.
Electricutioner's Shock Gloves roared in sadistic glee.
"Ngh!"
THUUINK (x2)
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And with a final roar with a leaping sparking punch, the Dark Knight sent a hard punch to Gascoigne jaw, dislocating it, sending him spinning so hard into another tree, the blow to the jaw having already knocked him out, the tree simply stopping his momentum, before falling down into dirt and blood.
Gascoigne
It was over.
The Dark Knight shoulders hunched in exhaustion, pants escaping his mouth. He looked back to the rooftops, sending a nod to Viola.
She nodded back, a relieved sigh escaping her, thankful yet guilty that the Hunter went through the effort to not kill Gascoigne (unbeknownst to her that the Dark Knight would have gone through the effort anyways).
The Dark Knight turned back to Gascoigne's unconscious body, battered, bruised, eye-wraps fully gone, Jaw facing an awkward angle, hat missing.
It really was done, but where to put him?
I can't leave him on the ground, the rioters that haven't arrived yet despite the length of the fight would kill Gascoigne. I should carry him to the rooftop, then use the ropes of Deathstroke's gadget to restrain him.
The Dark Knight picked up Gascoigne's unconscious body, holstering him on his shoulder, using his free hand, aiming at a nearby rooftop, he fired, grapple connecting loudly.
And so ended the duel between Hunter & Predator.