Secrets of the Ancients
10 - “Retribution”
“Ho ho,” laughed Seventh, “Someone has quite a temper.”
“What you did to my submission was wrong!” tempered Bahamut. “Why did you kill him?”
“Why?” said the Fifth, grinning as he slowly walked towards Bahamut. “Do you not understand our actions? We destroy submissions that deserve no life!”
“You reason like that? I could have raised him well!”
“But the fact is no one could have helped that scum of a submission. Not even you. Creatures like that were threatening us during the Portal crisis, did you not realize?”
“Well, aren’t I living proof that it wasn’t ‘unworthy’ of life?”
“No,” smiled Seventh, “Because you too, deserve death.”
Bahamut was ready to scream in a fit of anger as his right hand began to shake heavily. The finger pressed on the trigger was ready to fire instantly. And Seventh was just smiling? This seemed too absurd to be true! Suddenly, as Bahamut blinked, he saw Seventh clench his fist. Without hesitation, Bahamut fired his pistol, an explosion of sound filling the room. A flash of white light appeared before Seventh, causing Bahamut to gasp. Inches before Seventh’s chest was a black blob of metallic mass held the bullet in mid air.
“Nano bots,” smiled Seventh, “Are a wonderful invention.”
The bullet fell to the ground as the small black cloud faded away. Bahamut kept his gun pointed.
“Have you just not seen the power of such machines? Or is your mind so limited that you cannot understand such things? What makes you think you can kill me?”
Bahamut’s hand began to shake once again as sweat rolled down his face. Fear began to boil in his veins. Without taking anymore chances, he fired a second shot. As he did so, the gun he held suddenly exploded in a shard of glass as he flew back onto the floor in pain. He felt pain throb through his body as fragments of glass dug into his skin, sending a terrible pain through him. Blood seeped through the wounds as he collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
“If you’re interested,” said Seventh, “I used the nano bots to stop the bullet from firing out of your little gun, so instead, it would backfire and explode. Glass is not the best choice for firearm casings you know.”
Bahamut groaned in pain as he struggled to move.
“We can not be defeated,” said Seventh, “Accept your fate.”
“No!” roared Bahamut as he knelt up, with red filtering his blurry vision.
“No? Well then, I guess I should kill you now.”
“Stop!” roared a voice behind the group as Seventh took a single step back. Marcus stormed into the room, firmly holding gigantic black metallic bazooka on top of his shoulder. “You can suck this bazooka and my balls before you kill him!”
“Try me.”
Marcus took no hesitation to fire the single huge shell. A large mass of black cloud burst in front of Seventh as Marcus’ shot was blocked by an even larger blob of nano machines than before. Marcus growled as he stared in horror at Seventh’s creation.
“Nano bots are practically capable of anything you know. There’s nothing you can do to stop us.”
Seventh only grinned as the black cloud twirled, causing the shell to rotate. Marcus’ mouth dropped as the shell made a complete turn. With a single laugh from Seventh, the huge shell flew back towards Marcus. Without thinking, Marcus rolled aside as the shell slammed into the wall behind him, exploding in a mass of flame. Ignoring the sound and shockwave, he pulled a musket (of the English style) from his belt, quickly firing at Seventh. Black dots exploded in front of Seventh where Marcus fired – the nano bots were fast. Seventh continued to laugh as Marcus roared, picking up a wooden chair beside him and throwing it at the man. Seventh only continued to chortle as he caught it single handed, snapping the wood with his immense grip.
“Well now, shall we finish this? I really am getting bored here.”
A high pitch sounded only for a second as Seventh’s eyes bulged. He raised his hands as he waved them around, muttering under his breath.
“What did you do? What, the bots!”
“He didn’t do anything,” said a voice behind Marcus. The man turned to face it, seeing Aviewaskewed holding a thin silver rod in his right hand. It was a miniature electromagnetic pulse. “You have brought too much trouble to the city and Newgrounds and for that, you shall pay for your crimes.”
Inuyasha and Williams appeared from behind the Guard as they held their gun pointed at Seventh.
“Alright, alright, I guess you’ve caught us. Fifth, come next to me.”
Fifth nodded in silence as he took a few steps forward to stand next to Seventh. They did not speak as the four stared at them.
“Well, you’ve got us. What do you want?”
“We want answers,” said Bahamut as he stood up, his right hand bloodied with deep wounds. “And we’re not leaving this room until you tell us what we want to know!”