Fight Scene Scribble

-FIGHT ONE: JEFF VS YERLIC-1

"Yerlic!"2

The necromancer, along with the other three with him, turned to find the source of the voice. None other than Jeff Hedgington stepped out of the shadows.3

Who's Jeff Hedgington, you ask? Hm, maybe you'll never know.4

"What are you doing here?" Yerlic asked casually.5

"I came because I found out who's been murdering everyone around the village," Jeff explained. "Since according to my information, you're not coming back for a couple of years, I thought I'd just get this over with now."6

"Well," said one of Yerlic's companions, "I don't know where you got that information, but you can't be allowed to know it. So we'll have to kill you."7

"Maybe you oughta keep your secrets better," Jeff spat, "Since I had no trouble. I'm sure you only want me as fresh meat, anyway."8

Yerlic chuckled. "That's just about it. Maybe you should go home now, Jeff. To visit your grandpa."9

It was an obvious taunt to provoke him, since Jeff's grandparents had recently become among Yerlic's victims. Jeff didn't back off, despite remembering the power of the being this necromancer had created only months ago as he worked with Jeff to avenge the deaths of Yerlic's parents--Jeff's cousins.10

And since then, Yerlic had turned three years old.11

"The old me might have run like that. But you forget that I'm the one that came to challenge you."12

"Challenge me? You didn't even come armed."13

"I am... armed." He gestured to, literally, his arm, in its freaky red color that was slowly spreading through his body. "Now get your goons out of the way and fight me!"14

"Oh, you're scared to fight me alone?" Yerlic taunted once more.15

"You're the one sending all your little friends to keep me away."16

"They won't attack if I don't tell them to."17

Jeff nodded. "Alright. Then, this'll be one-on-one, right? I'm assuming it's okay for this to be our battlefield. Prepare yourself. Ha-ah!" He blurred straight into Yerlic and crashed right into a giant bony hand. "Hiding behind a little wall, are we?"18

He warped right past it to his target, but another hand pushed him away. And another. Every time, there were more. "Still putting something else between us, ah?"19

"You bore me, Jeff."20

"Of course it's boring! It's not even a fight!" A hand smacked into his front, smashing him through the side of the mountain. Clouds of dust rendered him invisible. "Are you ready to change that now?"21

The red blur pulsed out at Yerlic, but the sorceror took a step back and out of the attack, never taking a bit of Jeff's ruthless barrage.22

He thrust the point of his staff into it, catching Jeff's stomach. Gold light burst from the wound and smacked the staff from his hand. It gracefully spun back like a boomerang as Yerlic stepped away from the leak of pure power.23

The staff opened its eye and reeled in as much of this energy as it could, as Jeff used a healing spell to close the wound. He teleported right into Yerlic with his next attack, but to no avail. Yerlic, annoyed, waved his hand, suspending Jeff in the air. He quickly made a teleportation seal, stopping that magic.24

And then the staff erupted.25

The power smacked into Jeff, sending him further up the slope as his body countered it with his version of the same.26

Yerlic gritted his teeth. He was a necromancer, not a mage, and besides that, his staff had only absorbed so much of this. It probably wouldn't be that bad, probably wouldn't even hurt.27

Crack! Before he felt the force his back smashed into a tree. Jeff followed up by launching himself at Yerlic, hitting him mercilessly as the momentum carried them through all the trees until one stopped them.28

Jeff looked down at Yerlic. The necromancer seemed unconscious. "I'd finish you now, but something about no last words is kinda... boring." He trudged through the snow and back down the mountain.29

-FIGHT TWO: ENNA VS HALRICH-30

"I'm about to climb all the way out of the Grand Canyon by myself, trying not to walk on aliens' bodies. Wow. Just when I thought it couldn't get any weirder." Enna sighed and clambered up to the next ledge. Normally, climbing involved a rope and virtually guaranteed safety.31

None of that now, though. She walked through all of the aliens' bodies and blood, realizing how humanlike they were without all of their attitude.32

And then she tripped.33

She tried to get up and realized there was a hand on her ankle, dragging her away. The white-cloaked man got up and kicked her. "What have we here?"34

She knew that voice. And, vaguely, that face. "Halrich?"35

"Hello again, Ka." He was using his old nickname for her, made in reference to how she reminded him of a cat. But something about the way he was standing made him seem a lot less friendly.36

"It's really a shame, that those guys got to you before we could meet up again. It's really a shame, what they have to say about people like them, and me, and you."37

"...You and me? What kind of people do you mean?"38

"Wow. They didn't even bother to fill you in on the real details. Sounds like a fishy coverup, doesn't it? Of course, I imagine they pretended to be friends with you so that they could... use what you have."39

Enna got up and looked him in the eye. "What are you talking about? Please, tell me anything you know!"40

He smiled. "I'm getting to that, Ka. You look even more like that now, you know. Got it from your mother, of course, and it's a wonder you never realized you were different. That I was different. That you and I, and your brother, and our parents, are all different from everyone else in this world."41

"Ka, it's because we were born that way. Our true home is somewhere else in this universe."42

She gaped. That couldn't be. She, and her old friend Halrich, and their family... were aliens?! "Are you sure?"43

"Yes. Your dad is a mix of the same people who have been fighting here, with some Earthling blood. Your mom's from an ancient world of magic. They wanted me to make sure you knew that, because they had to go back there for one last fight."44

It was impossible for her to grip this. She started to cry a little. "What about you?"45

"Both of my parents were born in a world of war and devastation, but grew up where your mom's from. Why do you think that they keep any talk about old memories hush-hush?"46

That question bugged Enna the most. "Well, what do you want me to do now? I've been looking at it from their side this whole time, but now... now that I know..."47

"Yes. The other problem is that I'm also supposed to destroy anyone who's been seen working with the enemy. If I fail, they... they'll do awful things to me. And, they'll eventually kill you anyway. So, I... I must apologize for what I'm about to do."48

Halrich slowly drew out a long, thin blade and, hands quivering, put the point to her neck.49

This was just too much. "Hal! Just... tell them I got away!"50

"These guys don't take that for an answer. I will give you one chance to take a weapon from among these and fight me yourself."51

She gasped. "I can't do that! And I know you can't do this either!"52

"Just do it, Enna. If I can fight you first, maybe I can bring myself to do what I must."53

It didn't seem like him to give up and do what he was told like this. Somehow, her image of him shattered. She took one of the aliens' swords. It felt surprisingly light for its size in her hand.54

"Alright," Halrich breathed. "Let the best of us win. Engarde!" The blade swished through the air and clanged against hers. She had no training or skill, but reflex alone was nearly enough.55

Halrich's eyes widened at this, and he began an elaborate series of blows that never made it close to Enna's body, amazingly. It seemed as if he was having trouble anyway.56

Enna's head smacked the canyon wall. She realized she had been backing up the whole time, despite blocking it all perfectly. So maybe...57

She abruptly smashed into the offensive, catching him off guard. He tumbled backward toward the edge, sword flying out of his hand and away.58

Enna slowly approached him. She never thought about what she'd do in the end if she won like this. "Hal, this is your last chance to help me escape. Maybe we can go through that thing that everyone came here in, and just act like we're living there. But right now, without your help, I don't think I can even make it. Please." She extended a hand with the offer.59

He slowly reached out and grabbed her hand.60

And, with a kicking roll, flipped them both backward off the edge. "I'm sorry!" he cried out over the wind of falling endlessly. "I just can't risk all of that!"61

Enna stared right into his eyes, half not wanting to see how fast they were falling, wind whipping into their faces. She knew this was the end of them.62

She felt the pain smash into her back. The wind wasn't stopping. With a confused look, it seemed that the bottom was still faraway.63

The pain in her back was an enormous pair of wings, suspending them in midair. Halrich, too, gaped at this. "What are you doing, Enna? Just drop me and let me die now."64

"No!" She said, more forcefully than she felt. "You're not going to die. Not from this whole thing, anyway. I'm not going to let them get you!"65

He looked at her oddly. "That sounds so weird coming from a girl. Especially you."66

"What's that supposed to mean?"67

"You sure have changed, Ka. Maybe we'll make it after all."68

-FIGHT THREE: RASKE VS CLISE-69

Raske opened his eyes and looked around at the damage. Scores of dead cloaked bodies lay on the floor. He trudged through them up to the elevator, looking back at the door into the room. He remembered heading up to the same door from outside, and then... it had happened again.70

He was more than multiple personalities. He was multiple people. At odd times, he would completely transform. Raske knew that there were two others, but he also realized that neither of them knew about this tendency. His greatest fear was losing control at the wrong moment.71

The elevator door opened. He stepped out towards the last cloaked figure, who was, of course, waiting for him. "Odd. The reports say that the intruder was a demonic monster that laid waste to everything around. You look like a normal kid."72

So that was it. Garzon, the ruthless beast form, had smashed his way through the crowd. Of course. He should have recognized that level of carnage. "Well, you could say I'm both."73

With that, he leapt in with his sword, clashing against the blade used by his opponent. "Foolish child!" the man yelled, blocking each strike. "I am not the last of the Overlords. I am not even the greatest of us. This is only our outpost on this world. Yet as we find this resistance, you have brought war upon your home!"74

Raske barely heard the end of the sentence before the pang of his insides squirming. He fell to the ground and lost himself.75

The Overlord peered over the body of the child. He hadn't even attacked the intruder, yet. But the body disintegrated as if it had lost its spirit forever. It reformed itself to become an even smaller child with all sorts of odd bracelets stacked along his arms and thick goggles strapped on his head.76

Eli looked up to see the form of a person he had only seen before in books. Clise, one of the higher Overlords. He wasn't exactly sure how this had happened, but his memory often lapsed like this. Right now, he needed to keep his brain working long enough to win.77

"What's this supposed to be?" Clise asked.78

"A challenge!" Eli yelled. He put the goggles over his eyes and let the power of magic flow out through his hands. The floor burst with the force, sending both reeling up to the walls of the dome. Eli launched off, ripping the roof of the dome with power.79

He smashed right into Clise and forced him into the wall, crashing into the reinforced metal. The magic burst and blocked his senses.80

Garzon roared and grabbed his foe's throat, skin blackening and body doubling in size. "Mr. Oppression Leader Guy, can I ask you something?"81

The man could barely stammer out, "Go ahead."82

"How did you get so much control if you're so easy to beat?" He stopped his answer in midbreath, smashing the wall with his free hand. "Pathetic creature! Feel our pain and die!" The beast took his victim in a headlock and leapt out of the dome, forcing the man into the side of the tower and grinding the flesh to bits.83

About halfway down he rode the remains the rest of the way like a steep snowboarding slope. "Sucker. Thought he could beat me."84

Raske landed on the ground, surrounded by the blood. He examined the obliterated carcass. "Wow, we sure did manage to win this one."