[4-14] The Town

[Kenpachi Zaraki]

With a bestial grunt, Christaki tore herself free of the behemoth’s flesh. The feral fusion ducked low, somersaulting backward to avoid the fetid executioner as its tendril-mounted blade cleaved the pavement. In the thick of the kerfuffle, Okor brought the hammer down upon the mutant’s writhing appendage with merciless abandon, his Herculean might driving the immense weight, as well as the slithering appendage, deep into the concrete. With their target pinned to the shattered street, Abner took the opportunity to leap once more upon it, burying his combat knife into the base of its neck and tearing down with his full body weight. Punishment pouring in, the twisted behemoth drew a rattling breath before belting out a thunderous roar, sending the ex-trooper and Nurgle’s Chosen sprawling. 

Twin minds scarcely had little time to account for their shared injuries. Though the synthesis had more or less ‘mended’ the gunslinger’s broken wrist, the limb had remained stiff and painful, though usable. Ignoring the dull ache, the hybrid fell to a crouch, a cobalt aura enrobing the golden beast in mako energy. A moment later, asphalt splintered as powerful quadriceps propelled them toward the revolting combatant, ocher irises trained on it. A veritable wall of tendrils arose to shield its owner from the encroaching amalgam’s scythe-like claws, the hybrid’s magic-enhanced attack tear through the curtain with ease. At the last second the fusion rolled backward in midair, planting her broad feet upon the titan’s breast and throwing her weight into a savage dropkick. The colossus was flung backward, its pinned appendage shearing as its body was tossed some several meters to collide with a crumbling building with a hollow thud. 

Whatever victory they could have hoped for was cut short as the misshapen form of the tyrant emerged from the rubble, necrotic flesh speckled with rubble. Colonel quickly threw himself headlong into the fray at the sight of it, blade hissing as it bit at the hulking monstrosity. Pure rage seemed to pour from the automaton as steel fingers clamping tight around the slimy limb, dragging the unfortunate foe forward to bury the burning blade into its gut with a shrieking hiss. 

“It still stands,” the golden wildcat heard Fiara mutter, incredulous. The girl watched as Colonel dispensed scorching justice upon their stubborn foe, barely managing to dodge the fiend’s greedy tendrils. Her rotting guardian soon appeared beside him, drawing his boltor and letting loose a few blasts as he charged into the fray.

Not to be outdone, the fused warriors flexed their sinewy frame before taking off in a mad sprint toward the gathered combatants. The conjoined predators propelled their shared frame forward, eyes narrowing as they began to channel another orb of destruction within their clawed grip. To their mutual surprise, the cement exploded beneath them as they neared, a tentacle the width of a tree trunk lashing out and catching them in the midsection. Before they could react, the tendril drove them to the ground, slamming the shared body painfully into the blacktop. With strength unmatched, the feral fusion wrestled against its fleshy bondage, tearing the tendril asunder with a bestial cry. 

Not far from Christaki, her comrades lay broken, tossed aside like a pile of toys by a fickle child. The Primes, ravaged by the island’s challenges, were forced to the defensive as the tyrant’s body rapidly recovered from their damage. A swarm of tentacles had emerged from the fiend’s abdomen, hurling the primes away as a deep, throaty chuckle escaped its lips. The predator amalgam watched as the enormous tentacle she had so recently rent now reformed, a bladed end now present. Her eyes widened in shock as it surged forward with inhuman speed, a distracted Abner its new target. Rifle raised, his sights were set on the monstrosity itself, obvious to the subterranean tendril shooting toward his midsection.

“DOWN!” 

The predators cried out in unison, their shared body bracing as they raised their countenance to the heavens. Their fanged maw split open, a mote of light hovering nearly a meter above their gaping jaws,  rapidly growing from the size of a baseball to nearly six-feet wide in a matter of seconds. The luminous orb burned with crimson fury, suspending itself in the air for but a moment before the fused duo arched their shared form, the massive sphere rocketing toward the tyrant. The falling comet streaked across the battlefield, slamming full-force into the twisted being in a brilliant flash of light.

1584 words, all told. Using my T2, Cosmo Memory, leaving the SP count at 2/4 and 4/9, respectively.