Post by ConfessionFPT on May 8, 2017 16:53:14 GMT
Things got really sloppy, really quickly. The Master looked in horror as everything went to shit. As he watched the fighting, his resentment toward Waller grew. He was a thinker. A strategist. A behind the scenes guy. He wasn't supposed to be on the frontline. Before even finding the person he was scheduled to exterminate, he decided to retreat, pressing a button on the device in his hands and disappearing into thin air.
This left the sides of the fight uneven, for a little bit. Speaking of, let's zoom over to Killer Croc squaring up with a Baned-Up Steve Irwin (who was towering over him):
"Are you being for real," Croc was trying to not to sweat, playing off his nervousness as cockiness, "haven't I embarrassed you already?"
The Crocodile Hunter grunted, "You..." he almost sounded drunk, "you beautiful bastard, you-you ruined my life!"
He threw a lethargic punch, which Croc easily avoided. This man was on too much venom, his muscles were too big to move efficiently.
"Embarrassed by a carnie attraction," he swung again and missed, "Me daughter won't even look me in the eye."
"Could have been worse," Croc ducked another attack, "I almost ate you."
"When I'm done with you, I'm gonna put you in display in me zoo, in an exhibit with a concrete bottom, and put you on a vegetarian diet. You'll rot in there, tortured by the visitors who'll gawk at you that you can see but not eat."
"Wow..." KC imagined how terrible that would be, "that...went really dark..."
Steve let out a deep, throaty chuckle, "I'll show you how dark I can be!" He lifted both his fists high above his head, and prepared to bring them down, when his right leg got cut off.
It was almost humorous, how the Crocodile Hunter slowly tipped over, without the support of one leg. When he landed, there was a crash that shook the building. The slash not only cut the leg, but also one of the venom delivery tubes, causing the chemical to spew everywhere and Steve to shrink down to his appropriate size. He clutched his new nub and squawked in pain.
When Killer Croc finally raised his eyes off of the wounded Auzzie, they connected directly with Goldar's.
"Thank...you?" That was the last person KC expected to save him.
"Did you really think that guy was worthy of annihilating you?" the golden warrior threw his sword to the ground, "We both know this moment was coming."
"What are you taking about?"
"I thought this would happen," Goldar unlatched one of his arm plates and let it fall to the floor, "'after we had destroyed Waller, but now is the time. I'm going to finish what I started in Louisiana, by ending you."
"Now is not the time!" Croc snarled, "get over yourself!"
"I'm tired of your constant disrespect me, prepare to be luggage."
Croc suddenly wished he was home watching cartoons.
~~~ O ~~~
Remember Goldar got his wings ripped off in a previous installment, so no flying. He also has no access to Rita Repulsa, so he can't grow large either. He has his sword. Croc has his claws and teeth. It's time to settle the score. Only one walks away.
