The Zombie Tournament

Act 24 : Reaping the Blood Away

The captain ensued a follow through for the enemy’s whereabouts. Its scythe was twinkling towards Tony Simmons and would surely captivating for a true collector of zombie like himself. The steel’s toe are having a pair of jagged tips adorned at the top. Prickly, even, as a number of identical waves of sharpened points could be seen across the chine. Welodge industries’ brand name was intact to the scythe’s handle. To add on the cursive writings, a mark of blooming skull-flower was tinted towards the last part of the company’s moniker.

A simple wipe-up is sufficient to erase those mark, so there are no excuses for him to neglect it regardless.

In his mind, such armament could be useful for many purposes, especially to bolster their allies’ firepower at most. Tanya Rushdi’s fist-fighter zombie has no advantage in close combat for years. Its owner was always engaged with desires to collect, but having none of thoughts for improving her dearest zombie at all. Tony Simmons even have to lend her a pair of his supporting zombies last time around, yet it has to be forcefully destroyed for bringing a talent on board.

“Ah, so It’s Gunnar’s father.” Tony Simmons mumbled,” It seems he is in trouble....”

“Time for me to aid him, then.”

He unlatched a hidden panel underneath the stomach area of his armor. There are three different buttons across the board to be activated by the person within. Being a rather-sophisticated person in mind, Tony Simmons has no interest to connect the armor’s function with his own wristwatch. To make things more complicated is one of the uttermost ideas of befitting a scientist’s title, hence his indication to create manual systems in every invention he made.

Due to this factor, Zeno Gunnar would excuse himself to have a helping hand from the man. He just learned about him for minutes, yet its useless attitude has brought the young knight to be more inclined in simple cooperation against Tony Simmons at the time.

(click-click)

A press of the middle button activates the armor’s glider on his back. With it, Tony Simmons could sail amongst wafting streams of air in convenient means. The glider’s frame of wings are protracted in v-shaped formation to promote better movement of its owner. On the other hand, The captain could manifest such device anywhere he wants, without having to worry of numerous aspects and difficulties from the landscape he entered.

(jump!)

Tony Simmons flies across the wide space of air between Welodge industries’ headquarters to the adjacent building of the west. He has to hover in about 7 seconds for crossing over 12 meters gap of the two skyscrapers, withstanding horrendous currents of wind that sometimes mislead him to the far-northwestern side area. The captain could manage on dwelling within such course because of several burst down his feet. It pushes him upwards and swayed him back to the line whenever a gust made him went off course.

For the pair of living dead beside him, either of them could spring across the gap proficiently. A supplementary boost of power from their green-eyed mode could carry out multiplications of energy to their legs. Consequently, they could hurdle one athletic jump to overtake such space within seconds, following their leader’s example and quickly hiding behind a box of air conditioner afterwards.

(boom! Boom!)

The captain finds no room for him to enter. Gigantic zombie’s scythe has fended off many attempts of Deino Gunnar’s attack, yet the battlefield are still unavailable for him to pass through. He was in depth of dilemma for the time being. Machine gunner zombie’s keen precision would surely laid copious strikes to the beast’s brain, but it would be harmless against gigantic zombie’s thick armor nonetheless.

On the opposite, a direct knockdown from the shotgun-wielder zombie could manifest a killing blow to the beast’s mind. Tony Simmons surely needs a distraction for such strategy to exist. With himself as a decoy, it could be too dangerous for the captain to go in, and both of his zombies would run amok afterwards and be opened for other team’s acquisition subsequently.

“Ugh, there are options, but I can’t fathom which one is better.” Tony Simmons muttered,”I’ll have to locate some window for attack first, then I can consider the better time to attend.”

“Graaa!”

In a matter of minutes, the gigantic zombie bashes away Deino Gunnar to the rooftop building’s edge by continuous streak of combustion assault. For a living dead, such circumstances would give them a massive superiority to laid out one final thrust. He runs against odds with the scythe on the right. Being primed to attack, the gigantic zombie clenched both of his knuckle to endure swelling blood of vigor within the veins.

(boom!boom!)

“I have to divert him somehow, or else Zeno Gunnar’s mentality would fall to bits.” Tony Simmons flicks on the wristwatch to discover something out from his arsenal,”Ah, shoot’em up with your guns, subject-01.”

(click-click)

‘self-defense mode initiated.’

Machine gunner zombie’s eyes shifted to pink-coloured ones. For antagonizing many blasts of attack from the enemy’s scythe, she has to reinforce rapid-regeneration factor to counter-act with gigantic zombie’s ranged combustion. Even for a mere deviation, Tony Simmons knows nothing of their enemy’s decision, hence his “Deva-state” assembled in usual manner of attack in contemplation of surprising ability that the opponent could set free.

(ratatatatata)

Fifty instances of long-caliber bullets are diffused from the beast’s automatic weaponry. It is all thrashing against her enemy’s head consecutively. Yet, none of them are fruitful for Tony Simmon’s requests, as there are no bounds of damage upon its brain in general. The gigantic zombie’s silver plate helmet is too sturdy to be penetrated by salvo of bullets in a way.

However, its constant attack drove him out of contention to lay down a final end. The gigantic zombie’s automated system has decided to pursue on the ranged opponent for the first priority of its program. He turned his back against machine-gunner zombie behind, adorned the scythe upwards, then running towards them in straight away manner.

Seeing on their enemy’s advance, Tony Simmons laid down another command to follow,“Subject-02, continue with your shotgun, please.” He muttered.

(bam!bam!bam!)

Every shrapnels of his shotgun goes in vain. No amount of injury are spotted on the beast’s muscle. Each of the weapon’s shot counts, but neither of them successfully penetrated gigantic zombie’s body with ease. He kept on sprinting to their direction for an ounce of his comeback, neglecting many bullets they have spent earlier and thrusting on his path to lay down a mouthful of damage in the near future.

(bam!bam!bam!)

“Darn it, even shotgun.... How could we defeat this guy?” Sounded Tony Simmons. He muffled his mouth within clasping hands, hoping for a miracle to save them up,” Please, let this beast’s system ceased out a bit, dear God....”

(shoooo!)

A golden axe appeared out of nowhere, hurling towards the beast and prompted him to swerve sideways in reflex. It was coming from Deino Gunnar’s instinctive resolution for his own failures before. The legendary warrior’s bland expression incites no feelings within, yet a pair of red-eyes transpired his wrath towards the gigantic beast and his undefeated position at the time.

(jab!)

As expected, Deino Gunnar’s Golden Greatsword could disembowel the gigantic zombie’s entrails in a short time. He gouged out every organs within the beast without mercy. Its rotten stench has begun to enter Tony Simmons’ nose for an extract of gore and agony. A zombie has felt no pain, tributes of their working nerve within the veins, but such situation would exterminate their own opportunity to be victorious anyway.

“Yes! Nice timing, Gunnar’s father!” Shouted Tony Simmons to his ally. He could no longer contain happiness within the veins, for him to begin embracing female machine-gun zombie’s physique in jubilation,”Now, I have to find a way for dragging him back to the building. It could be even more difficult-“

“What the hell!?”

Tony Simmons astonishment has become one entryway for Valentino Rosta’s specialties to arise. Of the cloak of blood upon the gigantic zombie’s body, It briefly increased vitality and regeneration across many parts of the beast’s figure. He could restore torn limbs, repaired fallen structure below the waist and strengthen other segments of the body that has been enveloped under the clot of blood afterwards.

“Retreat now, retreat!” Clamored Tony Simmons immediately.

(tap-tap-tap)

(clang!)

“Heh, you’re doing great with those scythe, puny zombie.” He mocked,”How dare you attacking me first?”

(clang!)

The captain has no outgoing mystical abilities to withstand the gigantic zombie’s power in direct brawl like Zeno Gunnar does. He was meant to be a scientist and regular scout for Tonado’s fighting club. Instead of trading blows against his opponents, Tony Simmons is better in analyzing patterns and conducting research of hormones within their zombie’s body, hence his position as the current tactician of today’s surveillance mission at the time.

In spite of such weakness, otherwise, Tony Simmons has been equipped with various mechanical inventions for emergency situations. Against imminent strike from gigantic zombie’s bloody-red scythe, the captain unfurls a portable shield upon the right sleeve of his medium armor. Its triangular shape will block away any attempt of attack over him automatically whenever a sense of danger persists within range.

Meanwhile, He also made the shield in rather slim fashion for convenient usage in every forms of battlefield. It could be retracted from its frame, as well, to add on many hidden application of his capacity at the moment.

“Haha, what’s that? Having stuck to use your weapon, baby-boy?”

The gigantic zombie’s scythe is wrapped up within a dense fluid upon Tony Simmons’ triangular shield. He manufactured such defense mechanism under the firm mixture of new sort of metal. As of the name, Tony Simmons  called it as Neutonium, a form of indestructible metal that could turn liquid under his control. It is close in strength to titanium in solid, but a lot cheaper in price to fabricate.

(click!)

Tony Simmons released the triangular shield instantly, leaving the gigantic zombie’s scythe to be adorned with small plate of metals in immediate fashion. Nobody would recognize its actual functionality if he abandoned the plate in general. It looks a lot similar as an extension for the weapon’s handle in a glance.

Unless, he was intended to use such purpose as a ploy, which was Tony Simmons’ main concepts from the start.

(poof!)

“Gotcha!”

An ashen-colored smoke has been erupted from the shield’s abrupt explosion. Its liquid metals were gone into dust and sprayed into the gigantic zombie’s eyes afterwards. Tony Simmons’ lock on technology would assure bullseye targeting for each nano-particles of Neutonium implied. His allies would no longer have to run away beforehand, as such metals have only one person to be aimed at.

Of course, being blind means one thing for the gigantic zombie at the time. He brushed a scramble assault randomly for defending himself out from imminent harm. Its nail-coffin was confused of such circumstances applied. It blinks in red, yellow and blue in jumbled-up sequence.

Indeed, all of them went amiss and became futile. The gigantic zombie seemed haplessly trying to fend off dangers around, yet none of such trial lands against his opponent’s brawn.

“Graaa!”

“Deino Gunnar, Halt your attack for awhile. I’ll have to shower him first with ammo.” Shouted Tony Simmons prior to the beast’s rage,”For Subject-01 and Subject-02, go rampant on’em!”

(click-click)

Rains of bullets were draining out from gunner zombie’s weapons. They unload every grain of projectiles left within the backpack as ordered. Fifty rows of long-caliber shots were battering hard to the beast’s armor in series of attack. To add on the few of them from , shotgun shells of the male zombie were blasted onto the gigantic zombie’s blood armor to try on engraving some holes upon it.

Deino Gunnar, on the other hand, was keen on listening more to the red-induced hunger than having a conversation with other human survivors of the realm. He craves on meat and feasting across a zombie’s wide array of flesh across the thigh. Its two weapons were consuming his energy in rapid motion, and its battery has been nearly depleted at some point, so a junk food is imminent for the beast’s flow of control in the meantime.

(s***h! Jab!)

The legendary warrior rams onto gigantic zombie’s figure and proceeded to hack and s***h on its body subsequently. He was one careless being in a flesh, as he rejects on withdrawing before the pair’s bullet shower at the moment. Deino Gunnar has chosen to fade within such bargain and dismembered the opponent’s entire organs in consecutive manner.

In such atrocity that Deino Gunnar has shown, Tony Simmons sighed and placing his palms to the face.

“If I’m in that kid’s position, that man is not a good one to collect.” He said.