Ammity cost Penultimate, Side A
"Woo! And he ran, he ran so far away..."
With a mighty heave, Metalhead's axe flew through the air, smacking the blunt end into Creature and knocking the fleeing fish man off his feet.
"...couldn’t get away."
Creature scrambled back to his feet, still too far from the water to escape. "How long do I have to put up with this before he loses focus and goes somewhere to get high?!"
With a single motion, Metalhead called the axe flying back to his hand, prompting Creature to make a double take.
"Holy crap, are you Thor?"
"You know, funny story behind that..." But before Metalhead could make with any further silver age banter, Creature was already back to fleeing. "Run boy run, they're trying to catch you."
The chase shot all over the abandoned town, getting into several antics that would not be out of place in a Tom and Jerry cartoon. Metalhead's hard headed (literally) tenacity managing to keep up with the fish-man's enhanced strength and speed near every step of the way...at least till he stopped to answer a phone call, "Oh, Sherry? Hows France treating you?"
At this, Creature finally called Shenanigans. "Wait a second, we had a jammer! How are you getting a cell signal here?"
Metalhead pointed behind them "Dood, we left city limits a good six minutes ago. I haven't seen anything but beach for, like, a hundred yards."
Creature was dumbfounded by the situation's turn around "Wait, doesn’t that robotic eye of yours have communication technology or something? Why do you even need a cell?"
"Cos with this thing, I get free nights and weekends."
Creature had to consciously restrain himself from doing a face plant.
"Alright, I've had just about enough of your single-minded idiocy. Twice we have made a foothold here in Japan, and twice interlopers like you and Centurion have screwed it all up! Well Dagoth holds a grudge against those who defy his will. Now let me show you my god's wrath!"
On cue, a huge number of fish mutants arose from the nearby ocean, slowly shambling onto the shore to stand with their leader. Metalhead...continued talking on the phone. "So hey doll, I gotta go beat up some freaky fish sex cult. Say hi to your sisters for me."
Creature once again looked dumbfounded. "We...we never said anything about being a sex cult...actually someone make a note of that."
As the fish freaks swarmed around Metalhead, the completely unfazed cyborg...really it was kinda unclear if he grasped what was going on at the moment. Still, they circled, preparing for an attack.
"Back on the streets again, fighting my war. Alright, come at me if you think you can do any better than the last group."
Immediately, a wave of the fish mutants lunged at him, bearing sharp claw and fang, blade like fins and...frankly some weaponized extremities that didn’t make much physiological sense but looked really nasty.
With great speed and even greater strength, the cyborg spun, swatting and slashing through the huge number that came at him. Even with their enhanced strength, the fish mutants were only just evenly matched with Metalhead, layering him with small scratches, but leaving no lasting harm. In a matter of minutes the one-sided battle ended, with the guitar warrior standing atop a pile of beaten enemies.
"Really not helping your case, bro. Now how many more fish-balls do you have to throw at me?"
Creature staggered back in disbelief. "How could a creature so... stupid, be so powerful!?"
Metalhead frowned, "Oh so just cos I deliberately model myself after a musical culture that I have a passion for, that makes me stupid? Dood, I'm an accredited professor of music. I wrote a thesis and everything. I dress this way and talk this way cos I want to, man."
Creature nearly fell over once again. "Alright, that’s it, you have just crossed the annoying line. Now I'm going to show you what true horror is! Thy blood spilled, thy soul forfeit...THY FLESH CONSUMED!"
As he spoke, tendrils sprouted from his flesh, rocketing into the pile of beaten mutants, as their flesh knitted together into one massive blob of eyes and teeth, limbs and heads. Melting together like evil play dough! Atop the amalgamation abomination, Creatures head stood tall and proud. "Sahuagen isn't the only one who can build a tough body. When we all work together, we become more than the sum of our parts!"
Metalhead held up a hand while taking a moment to puke at the display, but Creature didn’t give him the chance, lashing out tentacles that grabbed him by one arm and both legs, lifting him into the air as he was pulled to near his breaking point
"Ah! Let me breathe let me leave!"
Creature smiled wickedly, the carefree hero now apparently helpless in his grasp. "You see hero, this is no joke, you are but a clown who can put up a good fight, but now the joke is on you. After we break you like the cybernetic trash you are, maybe your tormented soul will learn the true meaning of Dagoths superiority after we devour it!"
Metalhead, straining against the tentacles, responded "Only God knows the innocent!"
Creature was amused at his defiance. "After I am finished completely destroying every last part of you for pissing me off so much... I will make sure what remains of your soul watches as we turn your two little friends into proper mermaids. I did make a promise to Kappa after all. They seem so close, Maybe we should just meld their flesh together into one being, they will never be apart, their will broken and serving under Dagoth!"
Immediately, Metalhead's expression soured, no longer showing pain or visible strain against the assailant, just a very deep anger. In half a second, a switch in his actions, all too noticeable to Creature...who noticed the pulling tentacles were no longer making any purchase against the cyborg, in fact he seemed to be pulling back against them...and winning.
A pang of nervousness in his head, Creature just pulled harder, continuing his taunting assault. "Did I strike a nerve there? Band geek? You care about two people you just met? Perhaps the music man has a heart. It would sure make up for your lack of a brain."
Metalhead remained silent. The tentacles still having no effect, as he pulled his arm away, a moment ago it was being wrenched nearly out of its socket, now, he slowly, almost glowing with quiet rage, reached to his back against the tentacles grasp, to grab his axe.
"W-whats wrong, music man? No more song titles to spew at us?" By now Creature knew that he had fucked up.
Angrily, his voice now deeper and more serious, Metalhead responded...
With one mighty pull, Metalhead ripped free his arm from the tentacle, tearing the amalgamation's sickly, rubbery flesh apart, as he grabbed his axe, holding it in front of him as a swarm of tentacles shoot right at him. In a single move, he struck a chord, sending razor like blades of sound shooting forth in a shotgun blast. "Ace of Spades!"
Screw aching in pain, bits of slimy flesh and thick, pungent blood flying everywhere as its many arms were shreaded, Creature was forced to drop the bard. The moment he hit the ground, he slammed his axe into the beach, creating a powerful shockwave, strong enough to push the enormous fleshy mass back like it had been shot by a cannonball. "Megadeath!"
Before Creature could even recover, he saw Metalhead shooting towards him. Too big to dodge now, and too slow to run, Creature desperately fired a sonar blast right at the charging bard's head... it was not only deflected, but curved around him, never even hitting Metalheads body. By now the cyborg was putting off so much resonant energy, the ground shook underneath him, wakes of sand flying behind him as he ran.
Leaping into the air as he swung his axe over his head, a pair of white, ethereal wings appeared behind him as the resonant energy was focused into the weapon, and the cyborg roared
"Flight of Icarus!"
A massive explosion of sound and fury, leaving a crater of solid glass from the impact. Nothing remained from the fish beast blob, only burn marks all around where its body had been obliterated by the surge of resonance.
Metalhead stood at the center of it all, looking down at the remnants of the battle...
"Sucks to be you."
Before he could be left to his brooding mood, his attention was caught from the direction of the town, as a colossal column of light surged into the air, briefly turning night into day its power was so vast.
"Wow! Wait just a little bit longer! I'm coming, you two!" As he leaped out of the crater, resuming his cheerful mood and rushing back into the fray...
At the edge of the crater, a bloodied, webbed hand slowly crawled from just beyond the glass, raking its way towards the water. A mutated eye suddenly opening on the back of its palm, just before the waves carried it away into the vast abyss...