Post by SinclairGodfrey on Dec 13, 2023 20:51:40 GMT -5
It was a cold windy night in the old Philly neighborhood. And a thin layer of snow covered the ground. A few people hurried down the streets, looking around nervously. One of them looked at his watch, and glanced back to a certain house.
Odd shapes loomed in the darkness around it. A small cluster of children stood down the street on the corner, a few of them wearing sunglasses.
Sinclair Godfrey, the Right Hand of the Great Dark, the Baroness of the WUK, and Lady of Donzig-gun watched it all from the roof. Her long coat snapping around her, and her hair swirling across her face from where it hung from her hood. She nodded, glancing at the time before she reached up to pull down a pair of heavily shaded googles that looked like something from Steam-punk.
‘Mormo! Moloch! Light it up!’
A pair of of grunts, and then there was a loud clang as a switch was thrown. There was a few snaps and a loud hum, and then a hellish array of blinking lights turned the street to mid day. Flickering red and green as bright as the sun. A dozen animatronic figures moved to jerky life in the yard, and a dozen more inflatable ones billowed into being.
The man walking down the street toppled over with a shriek, the children cheered loudly dancing in the snow as music blared from hidden speakers. Sinclair nodded, and looked back to her minions.
‘The war never ends, boys.’
Sinclair swept inside of his shop flanked by the Death Squad, and moved the counter where the old wizened man was working at his computer. She frowned, tugging off her gloves before she spoke.
‘Mister Chou, I have need of you.’
He didn’t look up.
‘Tell Donzig I am working on those guns for the car as fast as I can, but some old woman keeps calling to remind they have to be non lethal.’
Sinclair sighed.
‘It’s not about that—‘
‘Oh, the other thing? It will be done in time don’t worry.’
Sinclair blinked, looking back to the ODS before she frowned. If there was one thing that the Children of the Fall hated it was being surprised. Donzig was only surprised at your own peril, his reactions tended to be extremely violent. Sinclair however took a deep breath, and reached out to turn the man’s head towards her.
A pretty smile formed but it didn’t touch her eyes.
‘Other. Thing.’
‘The robot?’
Stares.
‘The giant flame throwing robot for the XHF Xmas parade float?’
Sinclair stared, and then Chou blinked.
‘Oh. Er, Nevermind. I was thinking of someone, something else.’
Sinclair nodded, and her hand lifted to grab his chin as she leaned across the counter. Her lips twisted into a scowl, pretty green eyes narrowing.
‘Who ordered a giant flame throwing robot to ruin the XHF-mas parade, Chou?’
‘Oh, well, I can’t tell you that! He would be upset! And I have a reputation.’
Sinclair nodded, and she slowly picked up a screwdriver from his counter. She shrugged, flicking it back and forth.
‘Chou, you know Donzig would gouge out your eyes and not feel a thing. Not a thing. He’s indifferent you see. Gouge out your eyes, not gouge out your eyes, order breakfast, bake a cake ? It is all the same to him. He doesn’t care.’
Chou swallowed as she leaned closer.
‘I am not Donzig, Chou. I will enjoy every second of it.’
‘Kira! It was Kira Izumi!’
Sinclair shoved him back.
‘Kira, eh? Why?’
Chou looked around nervously, rubbing his hands together as he licked his lips. He leaned closer, and extended a finger before Sinclair frowned at him. Mormo stepped forward, balling his hand into a huge fist.
‘Before you ask me for money, I remind you once again that we are not Donzig. We will one hundred percent enjoy beating you.’
Chou nodded quickly.
‘He wants to send the robot on a rampage to get revenge on Mongo! He wants to destroy the XHF Christmas Parade!’
The three exchanged looks, and Sinclair arched a brow.
‘Ruining Christmas is our bit.’
‘He’s upset over the flack he got for the bombing.’
Sinclair rolled her eyes, snapping her coat around her as she turned.
‘Empty Night! This man acts like he is the first person to blow up Tokyo! Like no one ever thought to destroy Tokyo before him! Besides if you want real heat in the XHF everyone knows you have to kill a kitten!’
Chou tapped his chest, and pointed upwards as he mouthed ‘Caffrey.’
Sinclair ignored him, stalking back and forth in a manner she would have been annoyed to know reminded everyone of Donzig’s relentless pacing.
‘Was it even him? I thought it was SKY Force.’
Sinclair snorted.
‘That crew couldn’t blow up a bomb if you gave them one.’
Mormo rumbled, and Chou stared at him before Sinclair waved a hand.
‘EVE? Maybe.’
Moloch growled suddenly, and waved a big hand as everyone stared at him.
‘Mendoj se ishte Donzig. Në të kaluarën Donzig ka treguar një ekspertizë në prodhimin e bombave, duke hedhur në erë disa makina, një aeroplan, një ndërtesë dhe pothuajse duke vrarë Sean Bean.
Do të kishte qenë praktikë standarde për të inkuadruar EVE pasi ai përçmonte Dylan Black. Ose edhe SKY Force pasi as ai nuk i pëlqen. Ai as nuk kujdeset shumë për Kirën dhe shoqërinë e tij.
Ai gjithashtu ka treguar një shpërfillje të plotë ndaj jetës njerëzore. Donzig zakonisht kapet sepse egoja e tij e detyron të zbulojë planet e tij për të na kujtuar të gjithëve se sa i zgjuar është. Por ai po luftonte në Rumble, duke bërë luftë në tre fronte dhe më pas u shndërrua në Donzig Green.’
Sinclair frowned. ‘What are you saying?’
‘Ai u largua me këtë sepse nuk ishte këtu për të gëzuar.’
The Baroness nodded, and swept across the room to grab Moloch’s coat. She yanked his head downwards, eyes narrowed as she hissed.
‘You will never speak of this again!’
She shoved him back, and adjusted her long flowing coat before she raked her fingers through her hair.
‘Boys, we are going to save Christmas.’
The ODS stared.
Chou gaped.
‘And the entire XHF!’
More stares.
‘Moloch download the plans.’
Moloch grunted, and shoved Chou away from the computer as he protested feebly. Sinclair watched him, shrugging before she remarked absently.
‘You should be happy. Donzig would have killed you so you wouldn’t tip off Kira.’
Chou gave a faint laugh, but Sinclair just stared.
‘Like he was cutting a cake.’
Security at the XHF-mas parade was very tight. Sinclair thought XHF-mas was a stupid name, but not as bad XHF-anakuh.
XHF-za?
Whatever.
Of course, Sinclair and the Oblivion Death Squad easily avoided them. Donzig-gun were stealthy, with the exception of Donzig who seemed incapable of not being noticed.
So there she was lurking inside the steel framework on the JROK Christmas float, frowning at the wall of flowers and fiberglass. Below the the truck driving the float was unaware, and she frowned at Moloch who crouched nearby. Mormo called a warning from below, and she looked up in surprise as Florida Man dangled above them on ropes and a harness.
'Dang, Godfreeza, what are all y'all doing diggity down here?'
Sinclair arched a brow, glancing at the other two who shrugged. She snapped at him annoyed, snapping her fingers.
‘I will ask the questions here! Are you involved in Kira’s plot?’
'Plot? Like his burial plot? I could chip in a few food stamps to that there worthy clause. Nah, y'all caught me in the middle of pimpin out this fliggity float with giggity glitter bombs! Merry X-zibit! ......so was it burial plot, or sumpinelse?'
The creature stared at her, eyes unblinking as she looked back to Moloch and Mormo. The brutes shrugged, and Sinclair sighed.
‘He has built a giant Santa Robot that breaths fire and sparks to rampage through the crowd to ruin the parade for Mongo.’
Florida Man stared.
'Double Dang.... I WAS TOTALLY GONNA DO THAT FOR NEW YEARS! ...Flippin' Kira always trying to copy me. So y'all.... trying to stop him from laming up XHF-mas?'
Part of Sinclair wanted to snap off a sarcastic reply like Donzig would have. He was always great with caustic remarks. Probably something like:
No, I thought it would be nice to climb around inside of this float to pass the time.
‘Yes. You in?’
Florida Man beamed, an odd expression on his alligator face.
'Is the Pope, Floridian? Siggity sign my ass up! TO THE FLORIDA MOBILE!'
‘I don’t think he is actually–’
Florida Man drops down next to them, like he'd casually rechristened their ride the Florida mobile, GTA style. Sinclair sighed, and started to climb again. Florida adjusted his harness moving upwards with her to keep pace. And he swayed closer.
‘Does this mean I am in Donzig-gun?’
‘Empty Night!’
The float rolled down the street, amidst the cheering crowds as UZUMAKI waved from atop it as the benign seeming Santa waved at the fans. The thing was covered in huge brightly wrapped packages, connected by random ramps and stairways made to look like huge ribbons and bows. Then the wall buckled outward with an explosion of flowers and bits of fiberglass. Glitter rained down in a wild billowing cloud. And Kira’s minions spun as Florida Man leapt through the hole, and he waved a hand at the glitter before he yelled.
‘NOW YA’LL WILL FACE THE WRATH OF FLORIDA-GUN!’
Confusion, and the crowd popped as everyone stared. Mormo and Moloch shoved through the wall, and they stared at Florida Man with blank expressions. Florida charged forward, fists flying as Sinclair kicked her way onto the platform.
‘We are not calling ourselves–’
Florida Man didn’t care as he flung himself at Yuki, biting at her as she stumbled back covered in glitter. Mormo and Moloch threw themselves at Carnivore, working like a well oiled machine as they battered away at him. Sinclair Godfrey shook her hair back from her eyes, and glared around before she saw Kira already running up the stairs.
She darted after him, a spin kick sending another member of UZUMAKI flying. Kira laughed at her, and shook his fist before he whirled to kick at a Christmas package jutting from the float. It came free with a loud crack, and tumbled down at Sinclair who darted aside. But the package kept falling, slamming right into Florida Man who fell screaming from the edge of the float.
Kira laughed again, and ran upwards as Sinclair frowned even as Yuki ran at her. Sinclair ducked low as the Purple Mist sprayed across the space she had just stood, and drove her foot into Yuki’s gut! She doubled over, and Sinclair grabbed her to bounce her head into the float’s wall before she charged upwards again.
Florida Man fell from the float, but managed to grab a long line of Christmas light that snapped free to dangle him above the road. It snapped and whirled wildly over the road, and was soon dragged beneath the next float in line! He skidded across the ground, and howled with glee as he came out beneath it before the cord snapped tight to send him flying into the air. He let go, and leapt to sail through the air.
Carnivore ran up the stairs, chasing after Sinclair with Moloch clinging to his back. He let out a bellow as he grabbed for Sinclair, who found him between him and Kira. She backed up, shaking her head before looking at Kira who approached a tinsel covered control panel. Yuki crawled up the stairs, and she smirked as she started towards Sinclair who glanced at Moloch.
And then Florida Man came flying through the air, falling like a comet from over the head of JROK Santa. He crashed into Carnivore with his knees, and the pair dropped in a heap before rolling across the platform. Yuki blinked, and Moloch grabbed her to fling her across the side of the platform before he ran to help Florida.
Sinclair’s eyes narrowed on Kira, and he jammed a few buttons before he backed up. Then he ran for the rail, diving across it with a shake of his fist. And Sinclair glared at the control panel, and then up at Santa as he started to move.
‘I don’t know what to do!’
‘Do whatever dang old Donzig would do!’ Florida Man yelled.
Sinclair muttered, and looked up again before she grabbed the heaviest thing she could find on the platform. A fire extinguisher? At least Kira took fire safety seriously, and then she started to slam it down on the control panel. She banged it down again and again, sparks flying before the Santa lurched to halt before smoke rose from it in a thick cloud.
Florida and Moloch tossed Carnivore down the stairs, and he crashed into Killer Kai! Mormo gave a thumbs up, and then XHF security was rushing up the stairs. Sinclair watched them with a slight frown, and shook her head.
‘Godfreeza, you only wanted to stop Kira because he stole your bit didn’t you?’
Florida said softly.
Sinclair nodded.
Florida shrugged, and then he winked before he pointed.
‘Oh my god! Someone do something GOD DANG DONZIG GUN IS RUINING XHF-MAS AGAIN!’
Yuki started to say something, but Florida stomped on her hand. Sinclair Godfrey stared at him, and then spun on her heel. She shook her fist as the Death Squad joined her at the rail, and she glared at the security before looking back to Florida.
‘Next time, Florida Man.’
Florida snorted.
‘That’s not the line.’
Sinclair laughed wickedly as she leapt from the rail.
‘See you soon!’
‘Have a holly, jolly Christmas
It's the best time of the year
Now I don't know if there'll be snow
But have a cup of cheer….’
The voice was cold and whistling, slightly off key as it rose and fell whispering. And Kira frowned, eyes narrowed as he looked into the darkness. Something rustled, and fire danced in the darkness swirling around something black and spiked.
Kira stepped back, eyes widening.
‘Have a holly, jolly Christmas
And when you walk down the street
Say hello to friends you know
And everyone you meet….’
‘You’re buried!’
The voice sniffed.
‘People pray and pray on my downfall, but every time I hit the ground I bounce up like round ball.’
Laughter, inhuman laughter. Like a machine trying to laugh, the sound was hissing and wracking as it filled the air. Kira winced, and he stepped forward before stopping as the flame covered object pointed at him.
‘Do you think Spike could ever just defeat me so easily, old friend? That you can defeat the Great Dark by just digging a grave? I am the Scourge, Kira. I am the Hand of Oblivion. The Wonder and Terror of this age.’
‘Long-winded is what you are.’
The voice sniffed.
‘How pleasant you make mock with us. But I know what you did, Kira.’
Kira blinked, and he stepped forward again.
‘You don’t own ruining Christmas.’
‘I didn’t mean this.’
Kira swore in Japanese, and charged into the darkness. The flaming length of wood cracked across his stomach with a blast of flames, and swirl of flames before he spun it around in a wild circle. Fire and flames leaping wildly before he drove it into Kira’s stomach, and then he delivered a stunner.
Kira sprawled, and Donzig tilted his masked head.
‘See you soon.’
Odd shapes loomed in the darkness around it. A small cluster of children stood down the street on the corner, a few of them wearing sunglasses.
Sinclair Godfrey, the Right Hand of the Great Dark, the Baroness of the WUK, and Lady of Donzig-gun watched it all from the roof. Her long coat snapping around her, and her hair swirling across her face from where it hung from her hood. She nodded, glancing at the time before she reached up to pull down a pair of heavily shaded googles that looked like something from Steam-punk.
‘Mormo! Moloch! Light it up!’
A pair of of grunts, and then there was a loud clang as a switch was thrown. There was a few snaps and a loud hum, and then a hellish array of blinking lights turned the street to mid day. Flickering red and green as bright as the sun. A dozen animatronic figures moved to jerky life in the yard, and a dozen more inflatable ones billowed into being.
The man walking down the street toppled over with a shriek, the children cheered loudly dancing in the snow as music blared from hidden speakers. Sinclair nodded, and looked back to her minions.
‘The war never ends, boys.’
I
In a small shop in the depths of the city which was every city sat a man named Henry Chou. He was an old man, known for being clever. He could build anything for the right price. He had no morales, and he cared little what his machines were used for.Sinclair swept inside of his shop flanked by the Death Squad, and moved the counter where the old wizened man was working at his computer. She frowned, tugging off her gloves before she spoke.
‘Mister Chou, I have need of you.’
He didn’t look up.
‘Tell Donzig I am working on those guns for the car as fast as I can, but some old woman keeps calling to remind they have to be non lethal.’
Sinclair sighed.
‘It’s not about that—‘
‘Oh, the other thing? It will be done in time don’t worry.’
Sinclair blinked, looking back to the ODS before she frowned. If there was one thing that the Children of the Fall hated it was being surprised. Donzig was only surprised at your own peril, his reactions tended to be extremely violent. Sinclair however took a deep breath, and reached out to turn the man’s head towards her.
A pretty smile formed but it didn’t touch her eyes.
‘Other. Thing.’
‘The robot?’
Stares.
‘The giant flame throwing robot for the XHF Xmas parade float?’
Sinclair stared, and then Chou blinked.
‘Oh. Er, Nevermind. I was thinking of someone, something else.’
Sinclair nodded, and her hand lifted to grab his chin as she leaned across the counter. Her lips twisted into a scowl, pretty green eyes narrowing.
‘Who ordered a giant flame throwing robot to ruin the XHF-mas parade, Chou?’
‘Oh, well, I can’t tell you that! He would be upset! And I have a reputation.’
Sinclair nodded, and she slowly picked up a screwdriver from his counter. She shrugged, flicking it back and forth.
‘Chou, you know Donzig would gouge out your eyes and not feel a thing. Not a thing. He’s indifferent you see. Gouge out your eyes, not gouge out your eyes, order breakfast, bake a cake ? It is all the same to him. He doesn’t care.’
Chou swallowed as she leaned closer.
‘I am not Donzig, Chou. I will enjoy every second of it.’
‘Kira! It was Kira Izumi!’
Sinclair shoved him back.
‘Kira, eh? Why?’
Chou looked around nervously, rubbing his hands together as he licked his lips. He leaned closer, and extended a finger before Sinclair frowned at him. Mormo stepped forward, balling his hand into a huge fist.
‘Before you ask me for money, I remind you once again that we are not Donzig. We will one hundred percent enjoy beating you.’
Chou nodded quickly.
‘He wants to send the robot on a rampage to get revenge on Mongo! He wants to destroy the XHF Christmas Parade!’
The three exchanged looks, and Sinclair arched a brow.
‘Ruining Christmas is our bit.’
‘He’s upset over the flack he got for the bombing.’
Sinclair rolled her eyes, snapping her coat around her as she turned.
‘Empty Night! This man acts like he is the first person to blow up Tokyo! Like no one ever thought to destroy Tokyo before him! Besides if you want real heat in the XHF everyone knows you have to kill a kitten!’
Chou tapped his chest, and pointed upwards as he mouthed ‘Caffrey.’
Sinclair ignored him, stalking back and forth in a manner she would have been annoyed to know reminded everyone of Donzig’s relentless pacing.
‘Was it even him? I thought it was SKY Force.’
Sinclair snorted.
‘That crew couldn’t blow up a bomb if you gave them one.’
Mormo rumbled, and Chou stared at him before Sinclair waved a hand.
‘EVE? Maybe.’
Moloch growled suddenly, and waved a big hand as everyone stared at him.
‘Mendoj se ishte Donzig. Në të kaluarën Donzig ka treguar një ekspertizë në prodhimin e bombave, duke hedhur në erë disa makina, një aeroplan, një ndërtesë dhe pothuajse duke vrarë Sean Bean.
Do të kishte qenë praktikë standarde për të inkuadruar EVE pasi ai përçmonte Dylan Black. Ose edhe SKY Force pasi as ai nuk i pëlqen. Ai as nuk kujdeset shumë për Kirën dhe shoqërinë e tij.
Ai gjithashtu ka treguar një shpërfillje të plotë ndaj jetës njerëzore. Donzig zakonisht kapet sepse egoja e tij e detyron të zbulojë planet e tij për të na kujtuar të gjithëve se sa i zgjuar është. Por ai po luftonte në Rumble, duke bërë luftë në tre fronte dhe më pas u shndërrua në Donzig Green.’
Sinclair frowned. ‘What are you saying?’
‘Ai u largua me këtë sepse nuk ishte këtu për të gëzuar.’
The Baroness nodded, and swept across the room to grab Moloch’s coat. She yanked his head downwards, eyes narrowed as she hissed.
‘You will never speak of this again!’
She shoved him back, and adjusted her long flowing coat before she raked her fingers through her hair.
‘Boys, we are going to save Christmas.’
The ODS stared.
Chou gaped.
‘And the entire XHF!’
More stares.
‘Moloch download the plans.’
Moloch grunted, and shoved Chou away from the computer as he protested feebly. Sinclair watched him, shrugging before she remarked absently.
‘You should be happy. Donzig would have killed you so you wouldn’t tip off Kira.’
Chou gave a faint laugh, but Sinclair just stared.
‘Like he was cutting a cake.’
II
Security at the XHF-mas parade was very tight. Sinclair thought XHF-mas was a stupid name, but not as bad XHF-anakuh.
XHF-za?
Whatever.
Of course, Sinclair and the Oblivion Death Squad easily avoided them. Donzig-gun were stealthy, with the exception of Donzig who seemed incapable of not being noticed.
So there she was lurking inside the steel framework on the JROK Christmas float, frowning at the wall of flowers and fiberglass. Below the the truck driving the float was unaware, and she frowned at Moloch who crouched nearby. Mormo called a warning from below, and she looked up in surprise as Florida Man dangled above them on ropes and a harness.
'Dang, Godfreeza, what are all y'all doing diggity down here?'
Sinclair arched a brow, glancing at the other two who shrugged. She snapped at him annoyed, snapping her fingers.
‘I will ask the questions here! Are you involved in Kira’s plot?’
'Plot? Like his burial plot? I could chip in a few food stamps to that there worthy clause. Nah, y'all caught me in the middle of pimpin out this fliggity float with giggity glitter bombs! Merry X-zibit! ......so was it burial plot, or sumpinelse?'
The creature stared at her, eyes unblinking as she looked back to Moloch and Mormo. The brutes shrugged, and Sinclair sighed.
‘He has built a giant Santa Robot that breaths fire and sparks to rampage through the crowd to ruin the parade for Mongo.’
Florida Man stared.
'Double Dang.... I WAS TOTALLY GONNA DO THAT FOR NEW YEARS! ...Flippin' Kira always trying to copy me. So y'all.... trying to stop him from laming up XHF-mas?'
Part of Sinclair wanted to snap off a sarcastic reply like Donzig would have. He was always great with caustic remarks. Probably something like:
No, I thought it would be nice to climb around inside of this float to pass the time.
‘Yes. You in?’
Florida Man beamed, an odd expression on his alligator face.
'Is the Pope, Floridian? Siggity sign my ass up! TO THE FLORIDA MOBILE!'
‘I don’t think he is actually–’
Florida Man drops down next to them, like he'd casually rechristened their ride the Florida mobile, GTA style. Sinclair sighed, and started to climb again. Florida adjusted his harness moving upwards with her to keep pace. And he swayed closer.
‘Does this mean I am in Donzig-gun?’
‘Empty Night!’
The float rolled down the street, amidst the cheering crowds as UZUMAKI waved from atop it as the benign seeming Santa waved at the fans. The thing was covered in huge brightly wrapped packages, connected by random ramps and stairways made to look like huge ribbons and bows. Then the wall buckled outward with an explosion of flowers and bits of fiberglass. Glitter rained down in a wild billowing cloud. And Kira’s minions spun as Florida Man leapt through the hole, and he waved a hand at the glitter before he yelled.
‘NOW YA’LL WILL FACE THE WRATH OF FLORIDA-GUN!’
Confusion, and the crowd popped as everyone stared. Mormo and Moloch shoved through the wall, and they stared at Florida Man with blank expressions. Florida charged forward, fists flying as Sinclair kicked her way onto the platform.
‘We are not calling ourselves–’
Florida Man didn’t care as he flung himself at Yuki, biting at her as she stumbled back covered in glitter. Mormo and Moloch threw themselves at Carnivore, working like a well oiled machine as they battered away at him. Sinclair Godfrey shook her hair back from her eyes, and glared around before she saw Kira already running up the stairs.
She darted after him, a spin kick sending another member of UZUMAKI flying. Kira laughed at her, and shook his fist before he whirled to kick at a Christmas package jutting from the float. It came free with a loud crack, and tumbled down at Sinclair who darted aside. But the package kept falling, slamming right into Florida Man who fell screaming from the edge of the float.
Kira laughed again, and ran upwards as Sinclair frowned even as Yuki ran at her. Sinclair ducked low as the Purple Mist sprayed across the space she had just stood, and drove her foot into Yuki’s gut! She doubled over, and Sinclair grabbed her to bounce her head into the float’s wall before she charged upwards again.
Florida Man fell from the float, but managed to grab a long line of Christmas light that snapped free to dangle him above the road. It snapped and whirled wildly over the road, and was soon dragged beneath the next float in line! He skidded across the ground, and howled with glee as he came out beneath it before the cord snapped tight to send him flying into the air. He let go, and leapt to sail through the air.
Carnivore ran up the stairs, chasing after Sinclair with Moloch clinging to his back. He let out a bellow as he grabbed for Sinclair, who found him between him and Kira. She backed up, shaking her head before looking at Kira who approached a tinsel covered control panel. Yuki crawled up the stairs, and she smirked as she started towards Sinclair who glanced at Moloch.
And then Florida Man came flying through the air, falling like a comet from over the head of JROK Santa. He crashed into Carnivore with his knees, and the pair dropped in a heap before rolling across the platform. Yuki blinked, and Moloch grabbed her to fling her across the side of the platform before he ran to help Florida.
Sinclair’s eyes narrowed on Kira, and he jammed a few buttons before he backed up. Then he ran for the rail, diving across it with a shake of his fist. And Sinclair glared at the control panel, and then up at Santa as he started to move.
‘I don’t know what to do!’
‘Do whatever dang old Donzig would do!’ Florida Man yelled.
Sinclair muttered, and looked up again before she grabbed the heaviest thing she could find on the platform. A fire extinguisher? At least Kira took fire safety seriously, and then she started to slam it down on the control panel. She banged it down again and again, sparks flying before the Santa lurched to halt before smoke rose from it in a thick cloud.
Florida and Moloch tossed Carnivore down the stairs, and he crashed into Killer Kai! Mormo gave a thumbs up, and then XHF security was rushing up the stairs. Sinclair watched them with a slight frown, and shook her head.
‘Godfreeza, you only wanted to stop Kira because he stole your bit didn’t you?’
Florida said softly.
Sinclair nodded.
Florida shrugged, and then he winked before he pointed.
‘Oh my god! Someone do something GOD DANG DONZIG GUN IS RUINING XHF-MAS AGAIN!’
Yuki started to say something, but Florida stomped on her hand. Sinclair Godfrey stared at him, and then spun on her heel. She shook her fist as the Death Squad joined her at the rail, and she glared at the security before looking back to Florida.
‘Next time, Florida Man.’
Florida snorted.
‘That’s not the line.’
Sinclair laughed wickedly as she leapt from the rail.
‘See you soon!’
III
Kira panted as he ran into the darkened warehouse, and he yelled for his minions. He looked around, frowning as no one answered. He went deeper, glancing over his shoulder before he pased as he saw his UZUMAKI young lions laying a broken heap. They were stacked up in a pile, and he frowned before a voice sang from the shadows.‘Have a holly, jolly Christmas
It's the best time of the year
Now I don't know if there'll be snow
But have a cup of cheer….’
The voice was cold and whistling, slightly off key as it rose and fell whispering. And Kira frowned, eyes narrowed as he looked into the darkness. Something rustled, and fire danced in the darkness swirling around something black and spiked.
Kira stepped back, eyes widening.
‘Have a holly, jolly Christmas
And when you walk down the street
Say hello to friends you know
And everyone you meet….’
‘You’re buried!’
The voice sniffed.
‘People pray and pray on my downfall, but every time I hit the ground I bounce up like round ball.’
Laughter, inhuman laughter. Like a machine trying to laugh, the sound was hissing and wracking as it filled the air. Kira winced, and he stepped forward before stopping as the flame covered object pointed at him.
‘Do you think Spike could ever just defeat me so easily, old friend? That you can defeat the Great Dark by just digging a grave? I am the Scourge, Kira. I am the Hand of Oblivion. The Wonder and Terror of this age.’
‘Long-winded is what you are.’
The voice sniffed.
‘How pleasant you make mock with us. But I know what you did, Kira.’
Kira blinked, and he stepped forward again.
‘You don’t own ruining Christmas.’
‘I didn’t mean this.’
Kira swore in Japanese, and charged into the darkness. The flaming length of wood cracked across his stomach with a blast of flames, and swirl of flames before he spun it around in a wild circle. Fire and flames leaping wildly before he drove it into Kira’s stomach, and then he delivered a stunner.
Kira sprawled, and Donzig tilted his masked head.
‘See you soon.’
