05-12-2016, 05:10 PM
The two men circled one another, sizing the other up. Cyborg took this brief moment to to Chang his cannon into the large gauntlet, knowing full well that Deathstroke would be too fast for his cannon bolts.
"Smart move" the Merc chided, still circling.
With a blink of any eye Deathstroke burst forward bringing his large promethium sword down in a hard arch. Cyborg brought his large fist, barely in time to guard from the massive blow. The sword bit into his hand as the sparks dissipated. With his free hand, he punched the Merc, putting him off balance. Cyborg stepped back to put distance between them. Death stroke laughed as he slowly brought his head level to stare back at Cyborg.
"Good hit Tinman. But it will be your last!" He said as he rushed forward. Deathstroke slashed and stabbed in a flurry of blows. Cyborg deflected a few if the harsh blows, other merely slid off his metal armor. Deathstroke stepped back, stabbing his sword into the he began fiddling with his utility belt. He pulled to sticks from his belt that he attached together to create a a large staff. Cyborg burst forth ready to strike as the Merc fiddled with his new equipment.
Deathstroke smiled behind his mask as he watched the large metal man rush towards him. With a push of a button a static pulse of pure energy shot forth, hitting Cyborg squarely in the chest. Cyborg fell to the ground as electricity coursed through his entire body. He tried to move , to stand, to fight, anything to stop the calm walk towards his useless body. Try as he might his limbs would not listen to the command of movement. Deathstroke chuckled as he looked down at the paralyzed form of Cyborg.
"What's the matter Tinman? Need a little oil for your joints to move" the Merc laughed at his own stupid comparison to the Wizard of Oz's metal man.
"No, I just needed time!" Cyborg said as he moved into a crouching stance, bringing his large fist upwards into Deathstroke's vulnerable jaw.
The Merc's mask flew from his face as he fell to the ground. Cyborg quickly changed to his cannon and be began to charge. A low whine echoed from the hall as a dark blue bolt formed at the end of his gun. Deathstroke slowly sat up, a dazed look on his face as he tried to focus on Cyborg.
"Oh shit" he said as he looked at the dark bolt aimed at his face.
"Boo-Yah" Cyborg said with a smirk as he let loose the dark blue bolt. Slade's body thumped to the ground as the bolt connected with his face.
Cyborg walked over, still pointing his weapon at the Merc. To his surprise he was still conscious.
"Looks like you're not as strong as you thought Slade. This Omniverse has entirely new rules. But there are still laws, even here. And you're under arrest" Cyborg said with a smile.
As the adrenaline wore off from the fight Cyborg began to feel how much the fight had taken out of him. A large cut bled freely from his face, and his body was sore. All in all he was fine. Cyborg knocked Slade unconscious and hoisted him onto his shoulder as he made his way to the exit of the warehouse.
*****
Cyborg sat across from Slade in interrogation room three. Slade returned the stare with a calm and blank look. A knock at the door cause Cyborg to break eye contact with the Merc.
"One of our men will take it from here Cyborg. Watson wants to see you in his office." A stormtrooper said sticking his head in through the open door. With a nod Cyborg stood.
"When I get out of here, and I will get out of here Cyborg. I will kill you. See you around Tinman" Slade said in his flat voice that always sent shivers down Cyborg's spine.
Cyborg knocked on the door of Sergeant Watson's office before entering the room.
"Cyborg! Come on in! Take a seat" The Sargent said motioning to a near by plush chair.
"Great job kid! I still cant believe you caught this guy already! He's been a real pain in our ass" Watson said beaming.
"I got lucky Sir"
"Luck or not you did a damn fine job."
"There is still the problem of whoever hired him Sir.
" True, but today celebrate! You brought down a huge thorn in the side of EPD. If you want. There is definitely a spot for you here. Especially if you keep up this fantastic work" Watson said extending his hand.
" I would be honored Sir" Cyborg said taking the Sergeant's outstretched hand and shaking it.
"Sir what will happen to Slade?"
"He will be interrogated and then incarcerated. More than likely without trial given his substantial charges against him"
"Just make sure he has lots of security watching him Sir. He's from my home and ice fought him many times and he was always able to escape"
"You underestimate the security of Courscant my friend. Our prison is like a fortress, he won't be getting out of there" Watson said crossing his arms in pride. Cyborg smiled at the Sergeant's confidence.
"Didn't mean to offend sir, just worried since I have dealt with him in the past."
"No offense taken. Here is your badge. Take the day off you've earned it" Watson said smiling. Cyborg looked at the small brass badge emblazed with the crest of the empire and the large EPD at the bottom.
"Thank you sir" Cyborg said smiling with pride.
"You've earned it. See you tomorrow" Watson said shaking his hand once again.
"Smart move" the Merc chided, still circling.
With a blink of any eye Deathstroke burst forward bringing his large promethium sword down in a hard arch. Cyborg brought his large fist, barely in time to guard from the massive blow. The sword bit into his hand as the sparks dissipated. With his free hand, he punched the Merc, putting him off balance. Cyborg stepped back to put distance between them. Death stroke laughed as he slowly brought his head level to stare back at Cyborg.
"Good hit Tinman. But it will be your last!" He said as he rushed forward. Deathstroke slashed and stabbed in a flurry of blows. Cyborg deflected a few if the harsh blows, other merely slid off his metal armor. Deathstroke stepped back, stabbing his sword into the he began fiddling with his utility belt. He pulled to sticks from his belt that he attached together to create a a large staff. Cyborg burst forth ready to strike as the Merc fiddled with his new equipment.
Deathstroke smiled behind his mask as he watched the large metal man rush towards him. With a push of a button a static pulse of pure energy shot forth, hitting Cyborg squarely in the chest. Cyborg fell to the ground as electricity coursed through his entire body. He tried to move , to stand, to fight, anything to stop the calm walk towards his useless body. Try as he might his limbs would not listen to the command of movement. Deathstroke chuckled as he looked down at the paralyzed form of Cyborg.
"What's the matter Tinman? Need a little oil for your joints to move" the Merc laughed at his own stupid comparison to the Wizard of Oz's metal man.
"No, I just needed time!" Cyborg said as he moved into a crouching stance, bringing his large fist upwards into Deathstroke's vulnerable jaw.
The Merc's mask flew from his face as he fell to the ground. Cyborg quickly changed to his cannon and be began to charge. A low whine echoed from the hall as a dark blue bolt formed at the end of his gun. Deathstroke slowly sat up, a dazed look on his face as he tried to focus on Cyborg.
"Oh shit" he said as he looked at the dark bolt aimed at his face.
"Boo-Yah" Cyborg said with a smirk as he let loose the dark blue bolt. Slade's body thumped to the ground as the bolt connected with his face.
Cyborg walked over, still pointing his weapon at the Merc. To his surprise he was still conscious.
"Looks like you're not as strong as you thought Slade. This Omniverse has entirely new rules. But there are still laws, even here. And you're under arrest" Cyborg said with a smile.
As the adrenaline wore off from the fight Cyborg began to feel how much the fight had taken out of him. A large cut bled freely from his face, and his body was sore. All in all he was fine. Cyborg knocked Slade unconscious and hoisted him onto his shoulder as he made his way to the exit of the warehouse.
*****
Cyborg sat across from Slade in interrogation room three. Slade returned the stare with a calm and blank look. A knock at the door cause Cyborg to break eye contact with the Merc.
"One of our men will take it from here Cyborg. Watson wants to see you in his office." A stormtrooper said sticking his head in through the open door. With a nod Cyborg stood.
"When I get out of here, and I will get out of here Cyborg. I will kill you. See you around Tinman" Slade said in his flat voice that always sent shivers down Cyborg's spine.
Cyborg knocked on the door of Sergeant Watson's office before entering the room.
"Cyborg! Come on in! Take a seat" The Sargent said motioning to a near by plush chair.
"Great job kid! I still cant believe you caught this guy already! He's been a real pain in our ass" Watson said beaming.
"I got lucky Sir"
"Luck or not you did a damn fine job."
"There is still the problem of whoever hired him Sir.
" True, but today celebrate! You brought down a huge thorn in the side of EPD. If you want. There is definitely a spot for you here. Especially if you keep up this fantastic work" Watson said extending his hand.
" I would be honored Sir" Cyborg said taking the Sergeant's outstretched hand and shaking it.
"Sir what will happen to Slade?"
"He will be interrogated and then incarcerated. More than likely without trial given his substantial charges against him"
"Just make sure he has lots of security watching him Sir. He's from my home and ice fought him many times and he was always able to escape"
"You underestimate the security of Courscant my friend. Our prison is like a fortress, he won't be getting out of there" Watson said crossing his arms in pride. Cyborg smiled at the Sergeant's confidence.
"Didn't mean to offend sir, just worried since I have dealt with him in the past."
"No offense taken. Here is your badge. Take the day off you've earned it" Watson said smiling. Cyborg looked at the small brass badge emblazed with the crest of the empire and the large EPD at the bottom.
"Thank you sir" Cyborg said smiling with pride.
"You've earned it. See you tomorrow" Watson said shaking his hand once again.
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