01-19-2015, 10:12 PM
As I fought my way through the deep, dark waters filling the cavern, I realized that I was completely at a disadvantage against the fish men. I was in their home field, and while I was having difficulty just getting back to the stairs several of the bastards had submerged and raced towards me as shadows under the surface. When they had been on land they were sluggish and easy to deal with, but now that they were in the water they were as fast as, well, fish in water. If I didn't get back to dry land, there wouldn't even be a fight. They're just drag me under the water and they'd hold me under, and I'd drown like a dumbass. I had to get back to where I could move freely, and judging by the shadows getting in between me and the walkway they knew as well.
The barrels of my chaingun revved up as it got to speed, and I spewed bullets at anything that dared get near. Wherever water was hit it sprayed up and obscured my vision in mist, with only a plume of red long with it telling me that I've hit something that bleeds. But nothing come from quick hits to the shapes, and only though focus firing one them did I get a fish man up to the surface to do the deadman's float. BUt by the time it took for me to kill that one, I was already surrounded by far more of them, encircling me and ready to strike on me in a feeding frenzy. The only dry cover I had nearby was some of the large boulders that I had knocked down earlier with my rocket launcher, and I had to take it. I jumped for it when one finally picked up the courage to attack, dodging under the abomination's tackle as I reached the stone. Another grabbed me by the leg, and they began to swarm, but I had wrapped my arm around the rock and held myself above water as it attempted to drag me under. I was safe from drowning for now, but I still had monster's to deal with.
The creature of the black lagoon's uncle popped its head above the water, it's dead eyes staring at me to discern how to pull my off my ledge, but what it probably saw was me pulling the cord of my chainsaw with my teeth, and dropping the roaring blade onto it's shoulder with my free hand. Ichor and gore flew everywhere as the teeth of the saw tore through it's body, its gurgling death call drowned out by the angry scream of the chainsaw motor as it bit and tore through my attacker. Seeing it be ripped to shreds pushed me onward, a small smile peaking out as I turned my chainsaw onto the next target. I jabbed it into the water where a shadow passed near me, water spraying everywhere as it was sent flying from the whirling blade, but I hit something solid and was rewards with blood tainting the pool and the shadow racing away from the pain.
"Come on, you cowards!" I screamed, slashing at anything that got close, but they seemed to have learned this time as the spread out away from me. If fact, it seemed like they were all keeping distance away from me for some reason...
I knew it was a sneak attack. I barely had time to dive away as the rock I clung onto was thrown aside by a team of fishmen, and the rest rushed forward, spears thrust forwards in an attempt to skewer me while others with nets flanked me to prevent my escape. One net wielder was a little smarter that his fellows, and attempted to follow after me with a look of hunger and rage. But I was quicker, drawing my pistol in my free hand and firing off a burst of bullets that punched through the creature's chest. It staggered, and a wild swing from the chainsaw finished it as I ripped out the front of its throat, leaving the creature to bleed out.
While I had sent a few to the depths, I was still now without something to hold on to, and the beasts doubled their efforts. The spearmen turned to after their initial missed and lunged again, and I had nothing to my back this time. Spears pushed their way through my armor and backpack to hold me down, while others pierced my exposed flesh. Pain shot through wherever I was hit, feeling the barbs of the spearheads pulling at where they made purchase. And I could already feel some of them pull me down into the muck.
But I was not dead yet, and these mutant didn't know who they were messing with.
One plucky hybrid attempted to go for the throat, but I saw the attack coming and scrunched the bottom of my helmet to the chest armor and deflected it off to one side, and I countered with pistol shots to his head. A swipe of the chainsaw across my front arc shattered the hafts of most of the spears, and I could pull away from the most of the others than stuck themselves in my armor. I was temporarily free, but I was still in the middle of a mob of bastards, and it looked like the blood in the water was causing them to frenzy. They pressed the attack even with broken weapons and some just went in with tooth and nails, while those with better control waited back to jump in when their raging comrades were cut down. I had to take them down fast and hard.
With the little free space I could muster as I kicked back a few of the monster, I pulled the rocket launcher from my back, and aimed at the creature right in front of me. At this close range a rocket would not just kill my target by pulp my insides along with it. Not that there was much of a choice, surrounded by jackasses and I wasn't going to make it to the stairs before they swarmed be again. I held my breath, ducked my head under the water, and fired.
A muffled explosion reached my ears as a bright yellow fireball graced the surface of the lake barely five feet away form me. The water churned as the pressure slapped against it, my bones and organs along with it, and I could feel the shrapnel hitting the part of my arms that were still above water. But it had the desired effect. Chunks of fish people gore flew up into the air and splashed down with a hilarious boosh and when I jumped back out of the water to survey the damage there was more than enough fish creatures floating face down to satisfy my need for vengeance. Now I could escape back up to the walkway and come back patched up and with a game plan.
Oh, do I wish I could have done that. I was barely a inch closer to the rendezvous when I felt the breath literally stolen out of my lungs, and pain wracking through my entire body. I could barely move from what felt like every little bit of me being pulled apart, and the health monitor in the HUD was dropping at a terrifying rate. It was as if my life was being drained out of me. I scanned around me as saw the perpetrator: The big guy was pointing his gruesome talisman at me, as barely at the edge of hearing he was chanting in some soul-searing, dark language. He was using some kind of hex on me. It wasn't until now that I ever thought that the supernatural was real within the Omniverse, and this was the worse time to find out. This coward was going to kill me without even being in arm's reach of me.
With my vision starting to blur, the feeling of stomach wanting to purge breakfast, and fish men on either side of me building up courage again, I had to do something fast. I leveled my shotgun at the fish face, with every intent of reducing him to the consistence of tapioca pudding, but even if I hit him I didn't know if it would kill him in one shot. And by the time I chambered another shell, I'd be a husk. I had to stop him now. I shifted my aim it's right, sights over the spear it carried, and unleashed buckshot. The edifice exploded as the pellets send bits of hands and stone scattered across the platform, and I felt my breath return.
The look of surprise cross the bastard's face, looking to what was left of his spear as he realized what I had then. Then it was replaced with a look of pain as I pumped another shell into the barrel and pulverized his knee caps.
"Fuck you, you overgrown crustacean! I'll fry you with peanut oil and eat you with tartar sauce!" I yelled back at him as he fled deeper into the cavern with his perforated knee caps. More shots rang out as I reduced some of the others down to size. They all fled from me, which only made it easier to shoot them in the back. I marched towards the platform, to get that damn ring so I could leave, and anything that got close was cut down. I had had enough shit for today.
The only thing that stood in my was the cultist with the elaborate mask. He stood before me as I climbed the stairs onto the higher levels of the platforms, raising no weapons and only giving me a crazed smile. I socked him in the stupid mask, and crumpled like fish tacos. I saw the ring lying on the floor, still attached to a bit of finger. I scooped it up, and I was done for the day. BUt when I turned to leave the masked cultist was up again.
"Alright, stupid, want a bit more sense knocked into you? Good, I need something to vent on" I cracked my knuckles to further prove the point, but his stupid smile never left him.
"Father Dagon shall devour your soul, mortal, and I shall be his-" That's about as far as he got before I caved his head in with another punch. He wasn't getting up this time. I began to walk away, heading to the stair up and out of this cave, when I heard a meaty explosion. Behind me, the cultist's body gained several tentacles, and it grew, and grew, and grew, and...
I didn't quite see how big it got before I sprint out of there, and back to the surface.
The barrels of my chaingun revved up as it got to speed, and I spewed bullets at anything that dared get near. Wherever water was hit it sprayed up and obscured my vision in mist, with only a plume of red long with it telling me that I've hit something that bleeds. But nothing come from quick hits to the shapes, and only though focus firing one them did I get a fish man up to the surface to do the deadman's float. BUt by the time it took for me to kill that one, I was already surrounded by far more of them, encircling me and ready to strike on me in a feeding frenzy. The only dry cover I had nearby was some of the large boulders that I had knocked down earlier with my rocket launcher, and I had to take it. I jumped for it when one finally picked up the courage to attack, dodging under the abomination's tackle as I reached the stone. Another grabbed me by the leg, and they began to swarm, but I had wrapped my arm around the rock and held myself above water as it attempted to drag me under. I was safe from drowning for now, but I still had monster's to deal with.
The creature of the black lagoon's uncle popped its head above the water, it's dead eyes staring at me to discern how to pull my off my ledge, but what it probably saw was me pulling the cord of my chainsaw with my teeth, and dropping the roaring blade onto it's shoulder with my free hand. Ichor and gore flew everywhere as the teeth of the saw tore through it's body, its gurgling death call drowned out by the angry scream of the chainsaw motor as it bit and tore through my attacker. Seeing it be ripped to shreds pushed me onward, a small smile peaking out as I turned my chainsaw onto the next target. I jabbed it into the water where a shadow passed near me, water spraying everywhere as it was sent flying from the whirling blade, but I hit something solid and was rewards with blood tainting the pool and the shadow racing away from the pain.
"Come on, you cowards!" I screamed, slashing at anything that got close, but they seemed to have learned this time as the spread out away from me. If fact, it seemed like they were all keeping distance away from me for some reason...
I knew it was a sneak attack. I barely had time to dive away as the rock I clung onto was thrown aside by a team of fishmen, and the rest rushed forward, spears thrust forwards in an attempt to skewer me while others with nets flanked me to prevent my escape. One net wielder was a little smarter that his fellows, and attempted to follow after me with a look of hunger and rage. But I was quicker, drawing my pistol in my free hand and firing off a burst of bullets that punched through the creature's chest. It staggered, and a wild swing from the chainsaw finished it as I ripped out the front of its throat, leaving the creature to bleed out.
While I had sent a few to the depths, I was still now without something to hold on to, and the beasts doubled their efforts. The spearmen turned to after their initial missed and lunged again, and I had nothing to my back this time. Spears pushed their way through my armor and backpack to hold me down, while others pierced my exposed flesh. Pain shot through wherever I was hit, feeling the barbs of the spearheads pulling at where they made purchase. And I could already feel some of them pull me down into the muck.
But I was not dead yet, and these mutant didn't know who they were messing with.
One plucky hybrid attempted to go for the throat, but I saw the attack coming and scrunched the bottom of my helmet to the chest armor and deflected it off to one side, and I countered with pistol shots to his head. A swipe of the chainsaw across my front arc shattered the hafts of most of the spears, and I could pull away from the most of the others than stuck themselves in my armor. I was temporarily free, but I was still in the middle of a mob of bastards, and it looked like the blood in the water was causing them to frenzy. They pressed the attack even with broken weapons and some just went in with tooth and nails, while those with better control waited back to jump in when their raging comrades were cut down. I had to take them down fast and hard.
With the little free space I could muster as I kicked back a few of the monster, I pulled the rocket launcher from my back, and aimed at the creature right in front of me. At this close range a rocket would not just kill my target by pulp my insides along with it. Not that there was much of a choice, surrounded by jackasses and I wasn't going to make it to the stairs before they swarmed be again. I held my breath, ducked my head under the water, and fired.
A muffled explosion reached my ears as a bright yellow fireball graced the surface of the lake barely five feet away form me. The water churned as the pressure slapped against it, my bones and organs along with it, and I could feel the shrapnel hitting the part of my arms that were still above water. But it had the desired effect. Chunks of fish people gore flew up into the air and splashed down with a hilarious boosh and when I jumped back out of the water to survey the damage there was more than enough fish creatures floating face down to satisfy my need for vengeance. Now I could escape back up to the walkway and come back patched up and with a game plan.
Oh, do I wish I could have done that. I was barely a inch closer to the rendezvous when I felt the breath literally stolen out of my lungs, and pain wracking through my entire body. I could barely move from what felt like every little bit of me being pulled apart, and the health monitor in the HUD was dropping at a terrifying rate. It was as if my life was being drained out of me. I scanned around me as saw the perpetrator: The big guy was pointing his gruesome talisman at me, as barely at the edge of hearing he was chanting in some soul-searing, dark language. He was using some kind of hex on me. It wasn't until now that I ever thought that the supernatural was real within the Omniverse, and this was the worse time to find out. This coward was going to kill me without even being in arm's reach of me.
With my vision starting to blur, the feeling of stomach wanting to purge breakfast, and fish men on either side of me building up courage again, I had to do something fast. I leveled my shotgun at the fish face, with every intent of reducing him to the consistence of tapioca pudding, but even if I hit him I didn't know if it would kill him in one shot. And by the time I chambered another shell, I'd be a husk. I had to stop him now. I shifted my aim it's right, sights over the spear it carried, and unleashed buckshot. The edifice exploded as the pellets send bits of hands and stone scattered across the platform, and I felt my breath return.
The look of surprise cross the bastard's face, looking to what was left of his spear as he realized what I had then. Then it was replaced with a look of pain as I pumped another shell into the barrel and pulverized his knee caps.
"Fuck you, you overgrown crustacean! I'll fry you with peanut oil and eat you with tartar sauce!" I yelled back at him as he fled deeper into the cavern with his perforated knee caps. More shots rang out as I reduced some of the others down to size. They all fled from me, which only made it easier to shoot them in the back. I marched towards the platform, to get that damn ring so I could leave, and anything that got close was cut down. I had had enough shit for today.
The only thing that stood in my was the cultist with the elaborate mask. He stood before me as I climbed the stairs onto the higher levels of the platforms, raising no weapons and only giving me a crazed smile. I socked him in the stupid mask, and crumpled like fish tacos. I saw the ring lying on the floor, still attached to a bit of finger. I scooped it up, and I was done for the day. BUt when I turned to leave the masked cultist was up again.
"Alright, stupid, want a bit more sense knocked into you? Good, I need something to vent on" I cracked my knuckles to further prove the point, but his stupid smile never left him.
"Father Dagon shall devour your soul, mortal, and I shall be his-" That's about as far as he got before I caved his head in with another punch. He wasn't getting up this time. I began to walk away, heading to the stair up and out of this cave, when I heard a meaty explosion. Behind me, the cultist's body gained several tentacles, and it grew, and grew, and grew, and...
I didn't quite see how big it got before I sprint out of there, and back to the surface.
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