A Skull crunched against the metal wall of the warehouse, before being briefly transfixed with a spray of laser fire that left the smell of char, blood, and
burning meat. The perpetrator, a heavy combat robot striding forward with a twin of itself and liberally spraying down the gang hideout with firepower halted
as all that was left was the now sweating profusely gang leader, Thanatos.
"I have to admit, I would've left your kind alone, but you had the gall to call me out. I cannot ignore such an insult, you see," the sharp
dressed man in a business suit noted. "Really, you have no one to blame but yourself."
"Y-you killed them! All of them!"
He seemed to consider that. "You were planning to do the same to me. I can't say I sympathize."
The robots backed off as he stepped forward. Thanatos stared at him in a mixture of fear and hate, dark power surging to his hands, before he halted as the man
called Largo laughed.
"Please. Even with such power, my servants could gun you down before you got close. I think we really need to discuss how you may, possibly, get out of
this ali-"
He paused as a random Death's Head that he'd missed during the opening attack opened fire from a balcony above. Armstrong leapt up and crushed him in
short order, but the bullets tore through Largo's suit and presumably the man himself. Thanatos was about to laugh and begin dismantling the robots, lasers
or no lasers, when Largo simply straightened back up, making the Skull leader's eyes bug out. "A poor display. I guess you'll have to suffer for
it though," he said, before he blurred into motion and Thanatos felt the back of his head slam against the metal wall, his feet dangling as the man
attacking him held him up against the wall with one hand clamped around his head. He also noticed the slight orange liquid drops on the floor behind his
attacker. He'd seen blood before. Caused it. Been coated in it. This wasn't blood.
"Yo-you're not human!"
Largo smirked at him. "Congratulations. You get an A for rudimentary perception for the day." A hum and the tingling feel in his skin made Thanatos
instantly aware of the fact that he wouldn't have been able to waltz in here with just two robots if he didn't have powers himself.
"Oh...oh God!"
Largo continued smirking at him as a bluish-green energy built around the hand holding Thanatos's head.
"I'm sorry. You started praying to me a little too late to help."
***
The story barely made the front page in the Rogue Islands Protector the following day, but for those on the lookout for the right things, it certainly sent a
message.
"Skulls Gang Found Slaughtered In Warehouse. Boss Thanatos Among The Dead."
---
"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."
burning meat. The perpetrator, a heavy combat robot striding forward with a twin of itself and liberally spraying down the gang hideout with firepower halted
as all that was left was the now sweating profusely gang leader, Thanatos.
"I have to admit, I would've left your kind alone, but you had the gall to call me out. I cannot ignore such an insult, you see," the sharp
dressed man in a business suit noted. "Really, you have no one to blame but yourself."
"Y-you killed them! All of them!"
He seemed to consider that. "You were planning to do the same to me. I can't say I sympathize."
The robots backed off as he stepped forward. Thanatos stared at him in a mixture of fear and hate, dark power surging to his hands, before he halted as the man
called Largo laughed.
"Please. Even with such power, my servants could gun you down before you got close. I think we really need to discuss how you may, possibly, get out of
this ali-"
He paused as a random Death's Head that he'd missed during the opening attack opened fire from a balcony above. Armstrong leapt up and crushed him in
short order, but the bullets tore through Largo's suit and presumably the man himself. Thanatos was about to laugh and begin dismantling the robots, lasers
or no lasers, when Largo simply straightened back up, making the Skull leader's eyes bug out. "A poor display. I guess you'll have to suffer for
it though," he said, before he blurred into motion and Thanatos felt the back of his head slam against the metal wall, his feet dangling as the man
attacking him held him up against the wall with one hand clamped around his head. He also noticed the slight orange liquid drops on the floor behind his
attacker. He'd seen blood before. Caused it. Been coated in it. This wasn't blood.
"Yo-you're not human!"
Largo smirked at him. "Congratulations. You get an A for rudimentary perception for the day." A hum and the tingling feel in his skin made Thanatos
instantly aware of the fact that he wouldn't have been able to waltz in here with just two robots if he didn't have powers himself.
"Oh...oh God!"
Largo continued smirking at him as a bluish-green energy built around the hand holding Thanatos's head.
"I'm sorry. You started praying to me a little too late to help."
***
The story barely made the front page in the Rogue Islands Protector the following day, but for those on the lookout for the right things, it certainly sent a
message.
"Skulls Gang Found Slaughtered In Warehouse. Boss Thanatos Among The Dead."
---
"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."