Cortex wooped and yelled as the Building fell and took much of the other team with it, Despite it falling, the Central Arena was still intact, Covered in Concrete and metal, but intact.
"I DID IT! I WON TWISTED METAL! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" He laughed like he was young again as Tao replayed the "Petty Fireworks" in her head.
***
Kazuya and Lily Finished eating and soon went to train some of Matt's Men in combat, he decided to take Lily with him to watch.
The two entered the Training room, now with a thick mat over the steel ground.
He Bowed before his new students, a gesture that confused many of them, before starting.
James was just relaxing on his couch when a messenger walked in. "Sir, I have updates on your plans so far. The mercenaries in Russia are half way through with their mission and making good progress. Team Alpha has completed placing totems around the world and are now returning home. Unfortunately one of the translators has found something in the symbols on the artifact. He wishes to speak to you personally concerning this matter," the messenger finished reporting to him. James dismissed the messenger and got up from his couch. "This had better be important," James said before begrudgingly heading to the artifact room.
Sometime later at the CIA
The Director was sitting in office, going through some paperwork, when an analyst rushed into his office. "What do you want Jack Ryan," the Director asked the analyst, a little annoyed. "You know how you wanted to be informed if there was any new information on Kenneth Black? Well someone on the inside just gave use a very important bit of news," Jack Ryan said while out of breath.
"Alright, just calm down a little bit then tell me," the Director said, very eager for the news. After a few seconds Jack had finally caught his breath. "Apparently Black has been collecting artifacts for something, that much we knew. Apparently their to unleash evil on the world but his plan has hit a small roadblock. There's one more artifact that they need deep in the Amazon. This is our chance to stop him," Jack finished explaining to the Director. The Director thought about it for a couple of minutes before coming up with an idea. "I'll have one of our agents get in contact with the heroes and see if they can deal with it. There'll be less red tape and mobilize faster than us. Let's just hope that they're fast enough," the Director said solemnly.
"Well that was a fantastic show doctor, but a little anti-climatic. I decided to throw in an opponent worthy of your skills and powers. He's motivated and eager to meet you all."
Dark Tooth, Sweet Tooth's father, rises from the sewers. A gargantuan ice cream van, Black with pink spots sporting a giant flaming clown head, sitting upon a set of Monster Truck Wheels.
"You Bastards killed my son!" he shouts.
"I want my little clown boy back!!!"
It began driving up to the arena, going from ramp to ramp.
Name: Dark Tooth
Driver: Charlie Kane?
Appearance:
But with the head of TM2 Dark Tooth instead.
Basic Weapon: Napalm Cones.
Car Stats:
-Armour : 15
-Handling: 10
-Speed: 10
-Special Weaponry: ??
- Napalm Laughing Ghost Barrage, the clown heads will launch off the truck and can penetrate through walls to reach their target.
-Flaming Headbutt: The Giant Clown Head moves in front of the venicle and it Turbo Rams, Enveloping itself in fire along with anything that comes into contact with it.
-Super Incendiary Shockwave: raises either set of wheels and slams them into the ground with great force, generating a large, wide-ranging flame shockwave that damages and trips up enemy vehicles (although the effect is dependent on the target's distance from the shockwave).
Cortex stared on, jaw now stuck to the floor of the cab as the massive Ice-Cream Truck introduced itself.
Worse still was the fact that he would want to kill him for killing Sweet Tooth.
Unsure of what to do, he instead curled up into a ball and started to suck his thumb.
The dragon shook her head in annoyance; "More mad fools crawl out of the woodwork..."
Patting the dragon's side, Caim gripped his sword tightly and 'said' "Let's get this over with dragon."
With that, the dragon began to berate the truck with fire.
Dark Tooth laughed off the fire, replying with a Napalm Laughing Ghost Barrage. As they homed in, Angelus and Caim could hear the warped laughter of a mad clown. Dark Tooth then launched at them.
After sobbing for a few minutes, Cortex saw the Dragon fighting Dark Tooth.
"DAMMIT, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER DOCTOR!" He shouted to himself as he engaged Mech form and used the Nose Mounted Plasma Gun to try and dent Dark Tooth.
Caim's eyes widened at the oncoming rockets and ice cream truck; and shot fire with his sword's magic in a weak attempt to stop them. The rockets exploded upon contact with the fire; and Angelus tried to shoot a fireball or two into the truck. One did hit; but it didn't seem to do much. The truck continued it's course, and rammed into the dragon's chest. She screeched in pain and was shaky as the ice cream truck made it's descent to the roof. Caim felt the air leave his lungs as he felt the impact of the truck as well; and gripped tightly to the dragon's neck.
"You alright? *Gasp, cough* You don't look so good."
The dragon gave a dark chuckle, and nodded, "You don't look so great yourself, human. But... *huff huff* Do you hear me complaining?"
Caim shook his head, "No.... But let's get that bastard back!"
The dragon, seeming to answer Caim, wheeled around and began firing upon the Ice Cream Truck once again.
The Plasma Blast and Fireball both stunted Dark Tooth slightly, he responded to both, firing napalm cones at Angelus as he turned to face the Mecha Bandicoot. The Clown Head swung to in front of the chassis as it was enveloped in flames, charging at Cortex.
Marching though the ruins of the news building, Cortex saw the falling Ice Cream Truck land near him and began to charge
"Got'cha..." He said as he went to fire the missiles...
*Click Click Click Click*
...
...
The missiles he used to blow up that building...
With a Vein about to burst in his forehead he asked "...Tao, Can you use a Tri-Gun?..." He asked before the Truck Hit and threw the Mech into the Ruins of the News tower.
This time around, the dragon was ready for the missiles, and was able to twist around and destroy each with her fire. She felt a small kernel of satisfaction in knowing that the more he shot at her, the more her magics would build. "Let them come, I will make him pay."
With that, the dragon went in for another assault.
Dark Tooth reversed and pulled a hand brake turn, facing Angelus, it raised itself on its back axle. As it approached Angelus, the front wheels began to set ablaze. It then slammed back down as she neared, releasing a wave of Flames that engulfed the area.
Cortex pulled the Mech out of the building and tried to figure out how the hell he was going to beat this guy.
The Chainsaw was out because of the shockwave, The Tri-Gun was in Truck mode and he couldn't drive that on these rooftops, The Mech's Plasma Gun wasn't strong enough and he was somewhat afriade to use the MkV Lest it blow up. Think Cortex Think
Name: Justin
Race: Human/Blacklight Avatar
Alignment: Villian
Affiliations: Ex Hero, Married to Glados, Ex CEO of Aperture
Powers: Blacklight Virus infection has left him with the ability to change his body, and turn it into weapons like; blades, claws, club. Also has given him amazing strength and speed, and durability, able to regenerate his body tissue at an incredible rate. Able to consume NPC's to attain their memories abilities and appearance .
Name: Glados (NOT GLaDOS)
Race: Human/Quantum AI Avatar
Alignment: Villian
Affiliations: Ex Hero, Married to Justin, Ex CEO of Aperture.
Powers: Incredible intellect, the ability to control many electronics with her mind, genius inventor, able to access wireless networks with her mind like a computer would.
Some Slum in Japan
Justin woke to the light shinning in his eyes, he blinked and then kept his eyes shut. The light shinning through the shudders were harsh on his eyes. He rolled over in bed to look around the 8x8 room sighing heavily.
Computer components laid scattered on the ground and gutted PC cases were stacked against the far wall like discarded boxes. Littered around the bed were syringes all empty, and drained IV bags. Justin shuddered and as his body sent a wave of nausea and pain coursing through it.
His blacklight infection had been a boon for a long time, it had given him the ability to survive and thrive, but came at a cost of a deep primal hunger to consume. To consume other humans, take their memories, assimilating their mind into his own, which Justin learned was dangerous, his own personality being drowned out by the few he had consumed. To not consume was worse though, his body rebelled against him leaving him sick and vulnerable.
Justin writhed in his own personal hell sitting up in bed, and putting his head in his hands, groaning.
Just then Justin's keen senses heard the sound of footsteps coming down the corridor. He and Glados were the only one's who lived in this wing of the building, and this wasn't the light step of his wife.
Justin took a half second to think of his dearest Glados. She had taken care of him, keeping him well, her incredible understanding of this seemingly alien virus, with her help he has managed to remain sane. While he'd lay in bed in a trance of delirum and relief she'd be tinkering with computers, fixing or tearing them apart, to build what? Justin didn't really know, didn't ask.
Half a second later Justin's sickness was in the back of his mind, now the hunter senses inside him awoke, and they were hungry. Justin silently slipped out of bed and climbed up the wall till he was on the ceiling just above the door.
There was a knock at the door. Justin could hear the person at the door mumbling, not to them self... Probably into a radio. There was silence the man was doing something on the other side of the door but Justin couldn't tell what.
Then an explosion erupted and the door disintegrated into tiny wood chips as the man burst through the door in a breaching maneuver, his laser sighted rifle panning over the room expertly... Too bad he was never trained to breach against someone who could climb walls. Justin leapt down from above disarming and incapacitating the man easily, his hand morphing into a claw and poised to kill the man in a second.
"Who are you?" Justin said to the agent. The man wasn't Japanese,
"Like I'll tell you! You ****!" Justin recognized the American accent and decided to skip an interrogation. There were easy ways to obtain information. Justin grabbed the man's head with both hands, tedrils of flesh extended from Justin's body wrapping around the Agent, liquifying his flesh in less than a second, Justin's own flesh shifted as it absorbed the agents. The agent attepted to scream but his vocal cords and throat had almost been fully consumed.
Justin could feel the agents mind flowing into his, he closed his eye, and knew it was time to see if all his training under Mercer had been worth it. Focusing on only facts, not emotional nonsense. Only... Facts.... A CIA agent.... Damn.
Justin booted grabbed his phone and called the only contact on the phone.
Minutes Later
Glados stepped through the shattered door to see Justin staring at the suit case on the bed it was almost completely packed.
"Is there anything from here you need?" Justin said turning to her.
She bit her lip and nodded. "Two things" she ran over to a poster of some J-Pop band and tore it down pulling out a half complete AI core. She put it in the suit case and closed it.
"What was the other thing?" Justin said, confused, and worried.
Glados smiled and handed him the suitcase and grabbed his hand. Leading him out the door.
Dillon embraced Amaya with his ring and the bond of soul they had Amaya was able to enter his body. Inside Dillon's mind
Amaya found that the Super-Ego had pulled up a chair for her.
"You and I should get to know each other, we seem to be the only things that keep that boy in check."
"Wait I thought you were him."
"Well I'm his moral conscious, I can be strict as well, wants to eat cookies I tell him it makes him fat, but he needs a strong authority to tell him what to do."
The ego was sitting close the Id was released form the coffin but in heavy chains, was preparing a concert. Back to AA
Dillon flew into the fray, he saw Caim and Angelus and he conjured violet flowers.
"Umm guys sorry I went nuts lease don't murder me, I went insane, and yes Red you do have the right to say-"
[HEADING=1]"I TOLD YOU SO"[/HEADING]Screamed Red, Caim meanwhile was contemplating how tough Dillon's suit would hold against his broadsword.
"Everyone needs their guiding light. I have my own, but nothing like this, so its easy to understand your position. But we are going to listen to him?" she asked the super ego. Amaya was semi transparent, trying to conserve energy. Even inside of dillon's mind, she had to preserve herself to extend her time in the world.
As Dillon showed up, Angelus was currently dodging away from a literal heat wave; she flew upwards, riding the thermals caused by the wave of fire. She came back to a normal altitude and yelled to Dillon; "The formalities of your possible demise will be dealt with later. If you want to make yourself useful and lower your chances of fatality; I suggest you aid us in this battle." "I'm still wondering what to judge that hide of his in relation to animals or some the armor we've encountered here..." "Later Caim, we've other matters to attend to."
With that, the dragon went back to attempting to blow holes in the enemy car. From what Dillon could tell, that was generous. At least they didn't try to kill him!
Dillon dived into the fight, He was assisting Red's attempts to burn the car by creating walls which essentially made the car have to bank around them, he was also using his own blasts of energy to hurt the car. Dillon scanned around the area, he needed to ensure that no car could do any damage he'd fight every last one of the psycho's if he had to, all by himself.
A rush of lightning filled Tomoya as he had saw the truck came bursting through and yelling about his dead son. The anger and rage Tomoya had placed on the now normal Dillon had now been placed on the truck of doom. A huff and a smirk came from Tomoya, "Wrong day to piss me off gramps!" Tomoya yelled as he jumped onto Cortex's truck and summoned his revolver and started to shoot lightning bullets at it to get its attention.
The lightning bullets inflicted minimal damage, it only grabbed Dark Tooth's attention. He turned and sped at the Juggernaut, launching another Barrage of Napalm Laughing Ghosts along with a hail of Napalm Cones.
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