Operation S.A.D. Chapter 6: A Tale Of Two Terrors (thumbnail by AustraliaMan)

Monster = Byrd
Creature = Setuh

Struck in great awe by the booming scenery, Rico and Brickina watched as the two explosions burst and separately pranced into the air's dancefloor. Their mouths were slightly widened out. gasping at the sound and devastation created. Dynamo sat behind them, looking blankly at the sudden, coloured eruption.

He turned to the brightly sapphire explosion coming from Byrd's area. Frowning at the view, he could hear something that the others couldn't; he could hear a sound of terror, a scream of fear. He didn't know something would go wrong, but he was too late to notice. Reverting to Setuh's side, he could hear the same thing, but the shrieks were less haunting.

A few seconds later, the explosions faded away, and everything turned silent. Hoping that nothing or nobody would attack them, Rico and Brickina crept behind Dynamo, and shivered in fear.

"Worry not.", he comforted while keeping a frown, "This is expected as part of the session."

Meanwhile, a figure with a darkened triangular head, and chrome yellow eyes with miniature pupils, stood in a crooked position. It looked at its pitch black hands, admiring its ghastly appearance in thought. The power felt so strong that it couldn't be properly explained. It felt... empty, but at the same time, it felt quenched, or in simpler words, full, and maybe even excessive.

The world around the entity was the same as before, but animals were seen cowering in their little wood-built houses, afraid to bleat out a noise or two. The ground stayed intact. The trees played statues. Cold wind blew, and dead leaves cycled in one direction in which the wind blew.

A sudden, worrying, distorted howl came from afar.

Oh no!

Could it be?

Oh yes it is!

The floor lightly rumbled as large footsteps could be heard, sprinting towards the dark-yellow creature. Whatever was making this, it obviously wasn't friendly. The entity growled and entered a defensive pose, mentally preparing for what's about to send it into a bloody, beastly battle.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, their sound gradually became quieter and quieter, until they couldn’t be heard anymore. The rumbling ground also stopped. Even though whatever it is decided to play the game securely, it was definitely still close by.

It could be hiding anywhere: the emerald bushes and the extended trees are obvious hiding places. Where else could it be hiding?

“Where art thou, brother?”, she thought.

“Where the hell could you be hiding?”.

Suddenly, something was grabbing the ankles of the entity. It looked down only to spot two black hands with blue outlines. Before it had a chance to react, the grasp of the hands toughened and forcefully brought the triangular being underground. Feminine grunts could be heard as the being was dragged down by the hands. Its ankles started to bleed a mix of gold and yellow as the hands tightened their grip even more.

After ten extra seconds, the figure ended up falling into a large cavern, with stalactites and stalagmites dangling their spikes on the ceiling like bats.

The hands eventually let go of the damaged ankles and slither away to their owner, who is revealed to be the monster that was once Byrd. Although it is still having the clear features of his size, the monster had black skin, similar to the figure in front of it, but it had blue outlines. It even sported a new pair of shadowy eyes with a lot of shining, sapphire pupils inside, staring into the corrupted soul of the triangular creature.

Like the leader of a lion's pack, the monster roared at its supposed sister, and threw violent punches at its face. The creature carefullly dodged the attacks, as it observed the flying, firm fists.

Next, the creature grabbed each wrist and twisted them over. This angered the blue beast. Before it could make a response, the creature tore off both of its arms, and shoved its body away with a forceful "God's Hand". Screaming in pain, the monster, now with severely bleeding wounds, is sent crashing against a wall, making a gargantuan hole from the destructive impact. The murky cave shuddered as that happened.

The monster jumped back up, and sprinted to its wanted victim. As it was on its way, six extra arms emerged out of its back and rapidly reached for the creature. The creature jumped through, but two hands managed to punch its stomach mid-way through the jump. Despite the creatures groaning from the harmful effect, it continued its pursuit.

As it caught up, it punched the monsters unguarded chest. It punched again and again and again, and upper-cut its chin. Suddenly, it performed a handstand and grabbed the monsters head with its feet. With a yowl of pride, it threw the wretched beast over and slammed it to the ground.

The creature levitated near the ceiling and dropped down to lend the monster a "Ten Tonne Tick", severely injuring its stretching bones. The cave shuddered once again for a much longer period. Soon, the stalactites broke their balance, cracked, and plummeted down from above. Aware of what's happening, the creature creates a forcefield which destroys any object that touches it from the outside.

As the whole cavern started to collapse, the creature grabbed the monster's bleeding body, and soared upwards outside of the cave.

Meanwhile, Rico was taking a nap with Brickina, while Dynamo sat on the dry, desert-like floor, patiently waiting for Byrd and Setuh to return. As he does this, he scratches his head, attempting to get that one irritating itch off of him. The itch reappears somewhere in the legs, which he quickly rubs off. Again, the itch appears one more time in the back of his neck. He groans in frustration, believing that it wouldn't stay gone.

As he put his right hand on his neck, the ground violently shivered, and shook. The red man gasped in apprehension as he quickly stood up. He turned to the others, who awakened from the rumbling.

"Oh you gotta be shitting me!", shrieked Brickina as she looked at the floor shaking while she was picked up by Rico.

"Don't worry! Just follow where I'm running!", cried Dynamo in a hurry, as he beckoned both of them.

When the three evacuated the area, a hole was slowly opened, exposing the two entities brawling with each other into the light. He was astonished by their appearances.

The monster regenerated its arms, and actually managed to block the incoming, thrusting punches from the creature. And in one second, it parried the creatures fist with a powerful kick to the hip. Feeling the pain, the creatures eyes contracted, and its whole body limped to the side. The monster added a few more hooks to its opponents face, before finally upper-cutting it to the sky.

Staring down, the creature held two vibrating hands with both palms facing each other. Then, in the sky appeared two abnormally gigantic, translucent hands, baring resemblance to the creatures hands. As soon as the monster rocketed between the two, the creature smacked its hands together, causing the two gargantuan hands to copy the simple movement.

Regaining consciousness, the monster held the hands away from flattening it, expanding its muscles and sweating without end. It grunted in pain as it kept holding the hands back. Eventually, its arms began to excessively bleed ooze that was peculiarly blue. It was also the same colour as the monsters original skin colour.

It’s not going to win.

Its head and limbs continuously jerked, as it struggled to keep the hands separated. Both of them seem to close in. As it screamed in further pain, strange tentacles came out of the monsters back, all forming into a shape of either an arrows sharp head, or a drill.

The tentacles targeted at their formidable opponent, and zoomed at it; some of them twisted and dribbled with great velocity.

Observing this, the creature understood the situation. However, if it had dodged the tentacles, it would lose control of the beastly, mammoth-like, transparent hands. Instead, it stayed there, and pushed its hands further to squash the corrupted life, while the spiny, steely tentacles were on their way to messily stab it.

Ten seconds were left until both of them could be caught.

Nine.

The monsters arms bled even more of that blue ooze.

Eight.

The creatures head broke litres of sweat as its arms were still pushing.

Seven.

The tentacles were spinning faster than ever.

Six.

They struggle to concentrate.

Five.

Both breathing very heavily.

Four.

Losing a bit of dark colour.

Three.

Losing consciousness.

Two.

Oh no.

One.

They’re near.

Zero.

To be continued…