06-17-2017, 10:17 AM
A loud scoff escaped the steel mask that was fused to Lord Zedd’s face. He watched as the the burly individual raised his firearm, but the dark lord made little to no reactionary movement. Even in his weakened state in the Omniverse, he’d walked through more than one wall of of lead, or energy, or whatever absurd source this particular weapon utilized.
Finally, Zedd shook his head. “Do you really think your irrelevant pea-shooter can stop the all powerful might of-”
The next thing Zedd knew, there had been a loud bang and he was struck in the chest with such force that it knocked him off his feet. He collapsed backwards into the water and disappeared beneath the increasingly rough waves.
The force of impact had been genuinely surprising. Since his arrival he’d walked through barrages from sniper rifles and entire gangs with automatic weapons. Apparently Omni in his infinite meddling had decided that a small sidearm would be good fun to overpower. Well, Zedd had an answer for that, too.
From the not-so-depths he arose, slowly standing with a menacing laugh to accompany the terrifying display that he had survived seemingly unharmed. It was meant to strike fear into the heart of the seemingly ordinary human that dared to fight him. Zedd knew from his experiences with human law enforcement that they were never ready for anything outside of their human abilities, after all. Whether Sergeant Estes had seen anything like it or not, it didn’t seem to matter. The man’s only reaction was to fire another round at the dethroned warlord.
Zedd’s intimidating posture collapsed as he instinctively ducked and the shot whizzed over his head. No longer taking the time to play mind games, he abruptly stood up and unleashed a lightning bolt from his hand at the police officer. With Zedd's ranged option long since revealed, the Estes had prepared himself for that attack again. Not wanting to tangle with lightning in the middle of the ocean, the human dove aside and vanished beneath the waves once more.
He did not immediately surface. Zedd raised the Dragon Dagger and looked around. The wind was picking up, and as a result the waves were getting worse. The previous gentle roll of the water had turned into harsh white caps, which not only made visibility more difficult, but also made merely standing a challenging task. Each wave hit Lord Zedd with strong force, but sometimes one would hit just at the right point of its crest, giving a loud pop and forcing him to focus on his balance over anything else. Even the environment was a chore in this godforsaken place.
“Fatback!” Zedd called out as he paced and scanned the area as best he could in the choppy conditions. “You can’t hide beneath the surface forever!”
There was predictably no response. Zedd held the flute end of Dragon Dagger to the mouthpiece of his mask while he continued to look around. With well rehearsed skill he played an old song into it, which echoed across the area. It was the tune used to summon the enormous mech known as the Dragonzord. Although no Godzilla-like robot would emerge from the sea, Lord Zedd suddenly exploded into laughter at the joke that only he understood.
The ocean churned behind him, and Zedd spun as quickly as the chest deep water would allow him. The mammoth of a man erupted from the tide directly at Zedd, firmly grasping the hand that held the Dragon Dagger. His grip was strong and prevented the blade from coming down on his neck, but Zedd didn’t dwell on it. Instead, he slammed his free fist into the sergeant’s face several times. The man recoiled in pain with each hit, but his grip stayed strong. Zedd followed that up with a headbutt from his hard steel facemask to the man’s nose, and that blow seemed to stun him enough.
Zedd felt sand roll over his feet as he shifted his stance within the unforgiving sea. He grabbed the man by his bare neck and turned his body, rolling the officer over his back and dropping him into the ocean once more. In the process, Zedd’s arm with the Dragon Dagger was finally freed.
Mad Bull landed by Zedd’s feet, but Zedd wasn’t about to let him escape again. Zedd stomped his left leg down and felt it collide with the man’s chest. He held his foot there, putting all the pressure he could down on the underwater sergeant and attempting to squeeze the air out of his lungs. Two thick arms grabbed his leg and tried to pull it away, but Zedd would not relent.
Finally, Zedd shook his head. “Do you really think your irrelevant pea-shooter can stop the all powerful might of-”
The next thing Zedd knew, there had been a loud bang and he was struck in the chest with such force that it knocked him off his feet. He collapsed backwards into the water and disappeared beneath the increasingly rough waves.
The force of impact had been genuinely surprising. Since his arrival he’d walked through barrages from sniper rifles and entire gangs with automatic weapons. Apparently Omni in his infinite meddling had decided that a small sidearm would be good fun to overpower. Well, Zedd had an answer for that, too.
From the not-so-depths he arose, slowly standing with a menacing laugh to accompany the terrifying display that he had survived seemingly unharmed. It was meant to strike fear into the heart of the seemingly ordinary human that dared to fight him. Zedd knew from his experiences with human law enforcement that they were never ready for anything outside of their human abilities, after all. Whether Sergeant Estes had seen anything like it or not, it didn’t seem to matter. The man’s only reaction was to fire another round at the dethroned warlord.
Zedd’s intimidating posture collapsed as he instinctively ducked and the shot whizzed over his head. No longer taking the time to play mind games, he abruptly stood up and unleashed a lightning bolt from his hand at the police officer. With Zedd's ranged option long since revealed, the Estes had prepared himself for that attack again. Not wanting to tangle with lightning in the middle of the ocean, the human dove aside and vanished beneath the waves once more.
He did not immediately surface. Zedd raised the Dragon Dagger and looked around. The wind was picking up, and as a result the waves were getting worse. The previous gentle roll of the water had turned into harsh white caps, which not only made visibility more difficult, but also made merely standing a challenging task. Each wave hit Lord Zedd with strong force, but sometimes one would hit just at the right point of its crest, giving a loud pop and forcing him to focus on his balance over anything else. Even the environment was a chore in this godforsaken place.
“Fatback!” Zedd called out as he paced and scanned the area as best he could in the choppy conditions. “You can’t hide beneath the surface forever!”
There was predictably no response. Zedd held the flute end of Dragon Dagger to the mouthpiece of his mask while he continued to look around. With well rehearsed skill he played an old song into it, which echoed across the area. It was the tune used to summon the enormous mech known as the Dragonzord. Although no Godzilla-like robot would emerge from the sea, Lord Zedd suddenly exploded into laughter at the joke that only he understood.
The ocean churned behind him, and Zedd spun as quickly as the chest deep water would allow him. The mammoth of a man erupted from the tide directly at Zedd, firmly grasping the hand that held the Dragon Dagger. His grip was strong and prevented the blade from coming down on his neck, but Zedd didn’t dwell on it. Instead, he slammed his free fist into the sergeant’s face several times. The man recoiled in pain with each hit, but his grip stayed strong. Zedd followed that up with a headbutt from his hard steel facemask to the man’s nose, and that blow seemed to stun him enough.
Zedd felt sand roll over his feet as he shifted his stance within the unforgiving sea. He grabbed the man by his bare neck and turned his body, rolling the officer over his back and dropping him into the ocean once more. In the process, Zedd’s arm with the Dragon Dagger was finally freed.
Mad Bull landed by Zedd’s feet, but Zedd wasn’t about to let him escape again. Zedd stomped his left leg down and felt it collide with the man’s chest. He held his foot there, putting all the pressure he could down on the underwater sergeant and attempting to squeeze the air out of his lungs. Two thick arms grabbed his leg and tried to pull it away, but Zedd would not relent.
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