Thunder claps, and lightning strikes outside the arena. However… inside…
Gojinn drops to one knee, and punches the ground, letting an explosion of telekinetic energy send a massive, short ranged shockwave through the area. Gasoline explodes into the air, droplets flying up everywhere, and the match touches the puddle. The droplets explode into flame, and then quickly evaporate. The puddle is layered with flame, burning across the top. Gojinn luckily, has escaped the flame from touching his face, and the rest of himself. Suddenly, the smoke detectors go off, and the sprinkler system engages itself. Water begins to spread the gas along, diluting it somewhat, but spreading the fire as well, nonetheless.
Gojinn leaps over the flame, as the water cleanses him of the gas. He glares at the damn bastard trying to kill him, and charges him through the arena, into a wall, grabbed onto his arms, and THREW HIM OUT THE DOOR!!!!! His eyes glow with rage, as he follows, and kicks him in the chest, over the railing of the staircase, and he falls face first onto the pavement!! It isn’t more then a four foot drop… but it’s done the damage, and Gojinn laughs, happy with his work.
It’s awesome really. Creed crawls away, winded from the fall. Gojinn grins and leaps over the rail, landing gracefully on the hood of a limo parked near by. The man cries on the ground practically, in agony and really just upset his beautiful face is wrecked. The REAL King drops down next to him as two officer’s approach the scene from nearby. They draw their weapons and take aim, yelling commands.
Officer 1: FREEZE!!! Put you hands up sir!
Officer 2: Hands up sir!! Step away from him and lie on your chest, flat, arms spread away from your body!!!
NOW!!!
Gojinn grins, and backs up, kneeling down, and interlocking his hands behind his hands. The cop made his way to Gojinn, and holstered his gun, pulling his handcuffs. He slaps them on one wrist of Gojinn, but before he could cuff him completely, Gojinn uses his free hand to telekinetically launch the second cop into the closest car, and he drops face first to the pavement, leaving a huge dent in the door. He’s clearly unconscious, and the shocked cop trying to arrest Gojinn pulls his gun, getting nowhere as Gojinn spins out from under him, and extends his hand out, chopping the cop in the back of the neck and head, rendering him unconscious.
Laughing he pulls the nightstick off the cop, and looks at a practically dead Creed. Creed however, has gotten up in the time Gojinn has been distracted, and turned to face him, groggy, and staggering.
You know.. I’m really working on this whole “not wanting to kill people” thing, and you’re NOT making this easy! I have a few people on my “To die” list… but I didn’t make you one until NOW!
Gojinn twirls the nightstick a few times, and holds it tight, placing the longer side long his forearm, and he slams it into Creeds gut!! He jumps up, letting out a gasp of air. Gojinn brings the nightstick back again, and slams his forearm into Creeds face now, breaking his nose on impact. Creed begins screaming in pain, and you can see his nose is messed up.
Grinning, Gojinn slams it into Creeds jaw, possibly dislocating it, as he stumbles to the side, and slumps against the pavement.
You threatened my life… you took a completely innocent man hostage to save a creature ready to put us ALL into nonexistence… and you tried to kill me. I know I said that… but it still pisses me off.
Gojinn kneels down, slamming the tip of the stick into the spine of Creed, making him scream in pain, as blood flowed from his face.
I’m sorry it has to come to this… really I am.
He lifts Creed up, and throws him across the parking lot into a car windshield, making a huge break in it, blood filling in the millions of cracks. He jumps onto the hood, and lifts up Creed again, bashing him across the face, and then backhands him with it, before dropping it.
He holds onto him, and looks him in the eyes.
You like fire though, huh? I’LL SEND YOU TO HELL THEN!
He kicks Creed in the midsection, and locks in a standing headscissor!! Creed can’t even stand on his own feet, and Gojinn pulls him up, and quickly hoists him up onto his shoulders, before heaving him into the air, AND SLAMMING HIM DOWN THROUGH THE ROOF OF THE CAR!!!!!
Goodnight Creed.
He’s out cold!!!
Gojinn hops off the car, and goes around the side, bashing in what’s left of the driver window. He reaches in and pulls out a lighter, and a t-shirt, trying not to be cut by the distorted and jagged metal from the roof of the car.
He pulls himself out, and looks at the caved in vehicle, and the mess of a man lying within it. For a minute he stares, and looks at his bloodied hands, deciding what to do. But then images of Mortismere trying to fight him and kill him… of Creed taking Richard hostage….they begin to flash through his head. He looks at Creed again. He tried to help Mortismere by killing Gojinn. He can’t live to try again. He could succeed.
Gojinn walked to the back of the car, and opened the gas tank. He shoved the shirt into the tank, and pushed it as far as possible. He pulled the end back out… and then let it dangle on the side of the car. He looked at the ground… and then at Creed once more… and flipped the lighter open with a loud metallic ”clink”……
Gojinn put the lighter to the shirt, and walked away, as the flame burned up the shirt…
He grabbed the cops and threw them over his shoulder, quickly running across the parking lot. The few cars parked in this lot were spaced out thankfully, but the cops were far too close. He set them down after a safe distance and turned…
BOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM
Gojinn turned, and ducked, as the heat wave rushed by, and the groggy officers hearts skipped a beat. Gojinn just stood up, and looked after a minute. He stared in awe. It was over….
He turned. It was pouring rain… it was a thunderstorm… and none of that had changed in this fight.
He backed up, soaking wet and bloody, and squinted his eyes from the water running into them.
Goodbye Creed….
He turned and walked out of the parking lot, limping pretty badly, as the cops stood and rushed up to the car, radioing for help, and sirens began sounding for the “accident”….
