Lord Kalak
Noob
Death to all those who oppose the light...
Posts: 45
Hero or Villain: Villain
Element: Darkness
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Post by Lord Kalak on Oct 5, 2014 23:00:49 GMT -5
Plastic grocery bags fluttered through the air. Numerous food items such as fruit, canned goods, and deli sweets were scattered across the floor. Barely any light dimmed upon the interior of a ruined supermarket in one of the suburban areas of New Haven. All shoppers and staff had made their evacuation twenty seconds ago. All the remained were the attacker, his prey, and the few spectators. The target, a manager with a name tag reading Barry, kneeled down on the floor with tears flooding his eyes. Terror had grasped his body. "Pl-please! Evan! I-I ha-" He was thrown upon a wall once again and was stopped just short from hitting the floor before his body floated into the air. "Yes, I know about your kid. Your wife. Even your ex-wife." The red headed predator glared into the eyes of the sorry creature being held before him. An office assistant sat in fetal position beneath a tipped over desk, a disconnected phone in hand; she was in mid-panic attack. "Don't worry. I won't make them suffer. This is between you and me." Hyperion clenched his right hand into a fist, breaking four of Barry's ribs. The cries of pain sent a swell of satisfaction over the avenger, letting him form a sinister smile. "Never once did you think to go easy on me. On us, your employees. Well no more." Barry's body was thrown out of the office window from the second floor and onto the main floor. Hyperion floated not far behind as he looked down upon the broken man. "But I'm not without mercy. I'll make your death quick from here on out." He put out his right hand and made a light clench. Barry's throat squeezed. "Don't worry. Upper management and I will soon have a similar meeting. Goodbye Barry." A snapping sound echoed inside the barren supermarket.
Hyperion exhaled. How satisfying! The man who had harassed him endlessly ever since he got a job here had finally gone through judgment. Now to perform justice on the upper management of this market chain for their terrible treatment of employees. The familiar sound of police sirens echoed outside and Hyperion wondered about a possible rematch incoming. Or perhaps someone else was going to try and take a hand in stopping him. Either way, victory wouldn't be hard to come by. He was in a comfortable arena, a dimly lit building that was also under the cover of the night sky. Keeping eyes tied to the front doors for any charging police or superhumans hero figures, Hyperion held out his hand to receive an apple that floated up to him. He took a bite. Tastes like victory.
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Post by fretxel on Oct 10, 2014 15:27:45 GMT -5
Wandering through the woods outside of New Haven; Ex-officer Nightshade heard an alarm go off not far from him. Glancing in the direction of the noise he saw the local supermarket was in the midst's of being robbed or something. Moving among the quickly gathering crowd; the giant man-plant saw some teenager in the act of snapping someone's neck! Nightshade stepped out towards this disturbed young man with his tendril like hands raised in pacifism. Carefully lighting a cig he called out to him "Easy there son, I don't care for non-organic either; but that don't mean that innocents need to be thrown about like potato sacks".
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Lord Kalak
Noob
Death to all those who oppose the light...
Posts: 45
Hero or Villain: Villain
Element: Darkness
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Post by Lord Kalak on Oct 10, 2014 15:34:14 GMT -5
The sound of a voice echoed through the empty supermarket. It was too low to be that of a superheroine though. Hyperion turned his head and looked down, with an astonished look, at what seemed like a talking plant. Did...did that thing just light a cigarette?
Clearly taken aback by the appearance of this thing, Hyperion quickly gave a rebuttal. "That man was anything but innocent. Trust me, he had it coming for a long time." Eyes narrowing, Hyperion set his focus on the creature below him. Despite his supposed hands being raised as not to fight, the plant was probably waiting to catch the floating youth off guard. Not this time. "Who, or what, are you?" The villain asked.
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Post by fretxel on Oct 10, 2014 15:51:10 GMT -5
"The name's Nightshade, my friends just call me Phillip, and unless you feel like getting your ass kicked by a talking tree you can call me Sir". "And I wasn't talking about that corporate dickhead" as Nightshade gingerly picked up a bruised tomato "I was talking about my little friends here". After seeing that kid toss that man about with just his mind; Nightshade was slightly concerned for his safety, but he was far more concerned for the safety of the people who were gathering around. Hopefully He could just keep this guy distracted with smalltalk. Taking a seat on some rubble from the recently collapsed wall he asked "So you from around here?" twisting his face into an awkward smile.
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Lord Kalak
Noob
Death to all those who oppose the light...
Posts: 45
Hero or Villain: Villain
Element: Darkness
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Post by Lord Kalak on Oct 10, 2014 16:01:05 GMT -5
So many things in the tree's creature's response intrigued Hyperion. "You don't watch a lot of news do you?" He asked, slowly hovering in a circle around the creature. "I don't think it'd be in your best interest to try and threaten me." The bruised tomato Nightshade held floated up into the right hand of Hyperion. It easily squashed under the might of a clenching fist. "Otherwise, well. Things can happen." Not even taking time to blink, Hyperion glared at this creature in contempt. "My name is Hyperion, and you could say I'm a bit of a revolutionary. An extreme revolutionary. You see, I want to bring about a great change in the world we live in. A world without those." He casually pointed to the corpse of the former supermarket manager. "Humanity has devolved into an abomination. Something beneath even the animals it shares this planet with. My purpose is to change that. To shape it into something better. Something...perfect." Pausing, Hyperion waited for a reply from his little guest below him. What path will you choose, green one?
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Post by fretxel on Oct 10, 2014 16:21:29 GMT -5
Taking one long last draw from his cigarette Nightshade rolled his eyes at this kids speech. This guy couldn't be for real. He has seen many kids like this. just pissed off 'lil tykes who thought they understood the big picture while still struggling with fingerpaints. There was a group of about 50 people gathered around now; 50 more than he would have liked. Crushing the butt of his cigarette under his old boots Nightshade stood and withdrew his rifle from the vines that made up his torso. "First; I don't watch the news I've never been able to afford such a luxury." Nightshade then pulled out an ammo magazine and slammed it into his rifle. "and Secondly; I don't fancy anyone who is willing to control anyone else whether they use money or fear." Cracking his back as he reached deep into his stomach for his last weapon his face light up into a very real smile. "and thirdly" as he pulled out three frag grenades; "catch!"
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Lord Kalak
Noob
Death to all those who oppose the light...
Posts: 45
Hero or Villain: Villain
Element: Darkness
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Post by Lord Kalak on Oct 10, 2014 16:34:45 GMT -5
Hyperion let out a sigh. Of course. He caught all three frag grenades in the air with his telekinesis and sent them back to his now-opponent with little effort. But he didn't stop there. He knew what was coming, what with that rifle and all; and he wasn't bulletproof. The youth took advantage of the explosive situation he put this plant man in and flew behind a grocery aisle for cover, hovering just a few inches from the floor. If this guy somehow lived through those, I'll have to use a bit of stealth to avoid any gun fire. Once he enters my sight without that gun barrel pointing at me, it'll be all over for him. Let the game begin.
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Post by fretxel on Oct 10, 2014 16:49:02 GMT -5
Not expecting the grenades to come flying back at him Nightshade had little time to respond. He extended his arm forward catching the grenades and moving them far away from his body. They exploded in the air blowing off half his arm causing moderate pain, but nothing he wasn't used to. The resounding boom caused screaming and the crowd took off running to avoid shrapnel. Alright, just need to keep this guy busy 'till the cops show up. He then turned back to find his foe hiding somewhere in the wreckage. This guy didn't know nothing about firearms. Those bricks and aisle shelves offered little more than concealment to the raw power of an AK-47. Nightshade called out in a taunting voice "How are you going to face the world if you can't even face me?" and started spraying in to the darkness.
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Lord Kalak
Noob
Death to all those who oppose the light...
Posts: 45
Hero or Villain: Villain
Element: Darkness
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Post by Lord Kalak on Oct 10, 2014 16:57:03 GMT -5
Hyperion cussed as bullets sprayed through the shelves. He didn't expect such a reckless, perhaps even crazy, opponent. quickly, he grabbed a wine bottle and threw it into the air to momentarily distract his opponent - and his gun barrel - while he flew through the "employees only" doors and into the back of the store. Shortly losing control and tumbling onto the floor after going through the doors, Hyperion quickly recovered and hovered onto a top shelf holding more stock. Here should be able to hide out and formulate a strategy as to how to disarm and rip apart his opponent without having to worry about becoming Swiss cheese.
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Post by fretxel on Oct 10, 2014 17:06:33 GMT -5
Finally Nightshade ran out of ammo. As he paused to reload he began to notice the sounds of sirens begin to wail in the distance. "Not good" he thought to himself. Even though he did have the best intentions at heart, firing an automatic weapon and throwing grenades in a public area was not exactly the safest thing he could have done. Examining the cover in front of him; Nightshade came to the conclusion that this guy must have moved further back into the store. "It would be awesome if I could get this guy, maybe even a free ride to Washington!" Deciding that this was his time to shine. Nightshade raised his weapon, and advanced into the darkness.
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Lord Kalak
Noob
Death to all those who oppose the light...
Posts: 45
Hero or Villain: Villain
Element: Darkness
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Post by Lord Kalak on Oct 10, 2014 17:12:40 GMT -5
As expected, the gun toting plant man entered through the doors and started pointing his AK around as he examined the area. It was like watching a one man SWAT raid. What he didn't expect was for his opponent to be hovering on the ceiling. Stretching his hand out, Hyperion called the rifle to him out of his opponent's hands. Gripping the rifle and landing on one of the top shelves, the youth made a smirk at his surprised opponent. Oh how the tables have turned. Taking aim and holding down the trigger, Hyperion gave a teeth showing grin to Nightshade.
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Post by fretxel on Oct 10, 2014 17:18:13 GMT -5
Dang it! I should have expected some supernatural bullshit from this guy! He thought to himself. Not wanting to lose his favorite and most prized position Nightshade raised his hands above his head. "You got me; I surrender." He called out to the kid. "The cops are heading back this way and I don't think that either of us want to be caught with our pants down. So how about you give me my gun back; and maybe some other time I'll show you how to hold it, deal?"
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Lord Kalak
Noob
Death to all those who oppose the light...
Posts: 45
Hero or Villain: Villain
Element: Darkness
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Post by Lord Kalak on Oct 10, 2014 17:23:32 GMT -5
"You can't be serious." Hyperion let out a loud laugh that bounced off the room's walls. "Just a few seconds ago you nearly turned me into Swiss cheese. And now that you are at a disadvantage you want to bargain? Ha!" The youth then gave Nightshade a serious, more troubled look. "No, I learned long ago that there is no room for negotiation within this world. It's either eat or be eaten. Kill or be killed. I'm not naive enough to fall for your trickery. Burn in Hell and tell the devil I said hello." He squeezed the trigger and bullets sprayed out.
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Post by fretxel on Oct 10, 2014 17:30:40 GMT -5
All twenty rounds sprayed through Nightshade's torso and he collapsed to the ground. Feeling the sap flowing out of him; he knew that it was only a matter of time before he fell into a coma. During that time, photosynthesis would take over for his immune system repairing his tissues faster than any regular human. Looking across the road he saw several police cars skidding to a halt in front of the store. Everyone was safe; mission accomplished. Nightshade glanced over to his left and saw the twisted neck of that manager guy. Well almost everyone was safe. With his last ounce of consciousness he croaked out one last retort before succumbing to the blackness. "Good thing I only had three grenades in there right?" and he fell into sleep.
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Lord Kalak
Noob
Death to all those who oppose the light...
Posts: 45
Hero or Villain: Villain
Element: Darkness
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Post by Lord Kalak on Oct 10, 2014 17:38:41 GMT -5
Smiling that his opponent lay croaked on the floor, a rush of thrill rushed over Hyperion. Excellent. One less freak to oppose me. Tossing the rifle to the other side of the room, the villain strolled over to retrieve a cell phone from Barry's corpse. As much as he wanted to war against the cops right now, Hyperion's overall objective for tonight didn't involve it; besides, he wasn't bullet proof either. I'll have to look into that some time. Taking a breath, Hyperion hovered over the ground and darted through the back door of the supermarket, using the force from his flight to knock any approaching police into the air before retreating into the night sky.
Landing on top of a building on the other side of the city, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket that had a phone number on it. Dialing the number and after his call was picked up, he let out a smile. "Well, what's your decision?"
//end thread
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