Darkhunters Attack! PART 2

[Burning Icewolf]

VanessaXross

Burning Icewolf

*With his two opponents now frozen in time, Mr Stubbs plants both his trident and Rubilax into the ground, and turning toward the Cannonere on his left, he reaches out with his left hand, lifts off the Zurg's helmet, and crushes it in his hand. He then turns around and walks over to the final cannoneer and looks at it, suspended in mid air, it's claws raised up in preparation for a down word slash. Reaching up with both hands, he casually removes it's helmet and crushes it, between his palms. He then turns south, surveying all the infantry and blade warriors before him, taking it all in at his leisure. Bending his elbows at his sides, he then curls his wrists with his fingers half clinched and charges a ball of lighting around each hand. he then thrusts his palms forward, with his fingers spread and fires bolts of Lightning into the enemy hoard. The bolts jump from soldier to soldier, frying their tech, until they spread throughout the entire east sided of the attack force, stopping just short of Darkfrost.*
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*more circles appear around mr. stubbs, almost looking like a necklace of spell circles. all the while, rubilax, floats out of the ground and pops up behind mr stubbs only to roll his eye and proceeds to say*
Rubilax: just want to let you know you can wield me telepathically, i am now linked to you.....so as long as your close by i can float on my own ........and also i have to ask, are you into vanessa? I know she is sexy and has all that fur, curves and features, but I just hafta ask.
*all the while Homac and all six of his clones are slashing away spinning away left and right destroying some of the helmets, then veronica snaps her fingers*
Veronica: done^^

*Not one for conversation, due to his shortness of breath, Mr. Stubbs does not answer, but merely hisses as he takes Rubilax by the shaft in his left hand and then walks back over to his trident and taking it in his right hand, spreads his wings and flies north east, approaching the northern enemy force, flying in on an attack vector.

He engages the saucer saucer on the far west and swoops down from the side and plunges Rubilax into it. He then swings his arm to the left and rips Rubilax's head from the hull, tearing a huge gash in the saucer, before plunging his trident in and then tearing upward, and then slashing downward. he then flies around to the other side and punches a whole in that side with Rubilax, from below and gouging it out. He then flies up on top and flipping the two spears around to a reverse hold, he stabs them down into the roof and with a breast stroke-like movement, tears them sideways and out . He then flips Rubilax and his trident back to a forward hold and flies down to the saucers, edge, between the points of his first two attacks, and with a rapid stabbing motion, punches multiple holes into the side. Upon the final plunge of his trident, he flies under the saucer, dragging and tearing his trident through the hull, as he circles below and comes up on the other side and tears it up though the edge, in a rising upper slash, before coming back down in a dual slash. He then slashes and X shaped pattern into the side of the saucer, reaching his right hand around his waist and swinging his trident in an upward angle, from left to right, then swinging Rubilax downward to the right. He uses the momentum of his last slash to spin around and executes a double cross slash, forming # pattern, first slashing from left to right with both spears, then spinning around and raising them over his head and slashing downward. He then dives under the saucer, and and facing upward, punches multiple holes into the bottom, with another rapid stabbing motion with both spears, Swiss cheesing the power core.

He then flies to the next saucer and stabbing his trident into it and twisting so that it becomes stuck, toes the saucer behind him as heads for the central saucer. Releasing Rubilax, he then holds his trident by the butt with both hands and swings the flying saucer on the head of his trident over his head and smashes it down on the flying saucer in front of him and proceeds to swing it this way and that, beating one saucer against the other, like a huge club, until all the abuse causes the trident to rip free from the saucer impaled on it. He then backs away and pauses for a moment, struggling to catch his breath as he observes the two battered saucers just floating there, frozen in time and crashed together. He takes Rubilax in his left hand again as his fur bristles, his eyes widen almost to the point of popping out, and his lips curl back revealing his sharp fangs in a vicious snarl.

Mr. Stubbs throws back his head and gives a loud gurgling and yowling roar, that is deep like a lion's but patterned like a jaguar's and sprays blood. He then flies away from the two collided saucers, points the two spears forward, and begins to swiftly spin, like a drill. He then swerves up and back and pulling his wings in to increase speed, as well as shield Veronica, as he crashes into the two saucers like a rocket and bores straight through them both! Not stopping there, after passing through, he doubles back and bores through them again! And then, again! Over and over again, from alternating angles and picking up speed in the process. Faster and faster he plows through the two ships, until the 25th time through sends him, veronica, and Rubilax flying right though the hull of a fourth saucer, and into the control room.

As Mr. Stubbs stops, he looks around at their surroundings, for a moment, he then spreads all six of his limbs and throws his head back and lets out another bloody roar, louder and more bloody than the firsts and releases a powerful shock wave-like explosion of dark energy that blows the saucer around him apart and scatters the debris and unfortunate crew.

He then falls to the ground and lands in a crouch, hacking and wheezing as he releases Rubilax and clutches his heart with his left hand. His wings splattered with the green blood of the Zurg of the two middle ships he took out and his own blood flowing from his mouth and dripping from his lips.*  

[Burning Icewolf]

*As Mr. Stubbs stands up and wipes the blood from his maw with the back of his right arm, still holding his trident, he notices splatters of red, mixed in with the green on his wings.*
"That's odd..."
*He thinks to himself.*
"Is that... mine?"
*Mr. Stubbs brings the peak of his left wing to his face, sniffs it, and growls softly.*
"Reptilian..."
*He says, in his rough growling voice.*
"But, when did I..."
*His ears instant droop and his eyes go wide as he suddenly looks up at the the Swiss cheesed remains of the two collided flying saucers that had just recently fallen victim to his battle born madness.*
*No..."
*He gasps in dread. Then, shaking the blood from his wings, he spreads them and flies as fast as he can to the saucers, dropping his trident in the process. he lands upon the side of mass of mangled and bloody metal and pries it open. He then begins to dig around in side, desperately searching for what he fear to find. piece by piece he tears the mass of apart, tearing metal away from metal... Until finally, he finds it.... A small dragon, bright blue and tan bellied, badly mangled and knocked silly. Nura had no way of knowing what was even happening, when a living drill came shooting through the hull, nor did he have any time to react, before it struck him in the side from behind, before shooting out through the other side of the flying saucer he was in. It all happened so fast, that he literally never even knew what hit him. Nor, had he even guessed that it would come back and strike him again, until it had already done so. He never even had a chance to get his wits together and escape, before Stubbs had executed the other 23 strikes and left him behind, a bloody limp and dazed pulp. Without a word, Mr. Stubbs gathers the dragon in his arms and flies to the ground where he starts to inspect him. Wiping some of the blood away, he is able to briefly examine the wounds. The blood is excessive, and there are severe gashes in the right shoulder and hip, as well as the left leg below the knee and up the chest. These seem to be the most severe wounds, but not bad enough to be fatal. The rest are mere scrapes covering the body in a sort of zebra stripe pattern, with one going across his left cheek and eye, and another across the right side of his neck. His scales had protected him very well... Mr. Stubbs breaths a sigh of relief.*
"He's going to be fine..."
*He says, sitting down to rest.*
"Come on... Say something..."
*He says, gently batting the stunned dragon on the head with his right paw.*  

[NuraXross]

Burning Icewolf

*As Mr. Stubbs stands up and wipes the blood from his maw with the back of his right arm, still holding his trident, he notices splatters of red, mixed in with the green on his wings.*
"That's odd..."
*He thinks to himself.*
"Is that... mine?"
*Mr. Stubbs brings the peak of his left wing to his face, sniffs it, and growls softly.*
"Reptilian..."
*He says, in his rough growling voice.*
"But, when did I..."
*His ears instant droop and his eyes go wide as he suddenly looks up at the the Swiss cheesed remains of the two collided flying saucers that had just recently fallen victim to his battle born madness.*
*No..."
*He gasps in dread. Then, shaking the blood from his wings, he spreads them and flies as fast as he can to the saucers, dropping his trident in the process. he lands upon the side of mass of mangled and bloody metal and pries it open. He then begins to dig around in side, desperately searching for what he fear to find. piece by piece he tears the mass of apart, tearing metal away from metal... Until finally, he finds it.... A small dragon, bright blue and tan bellied, badly mangled and knocked silly. Nura had no way of knowing what was even happening, when a living drill came shooting through the hull, nor did he have any time to react, before it struck him in the side from behind, before shooting out through the other side of the flying saucer he was in. It all happened so fast, that he literally never even knew what hit him. Nor, had he even guessed that it would come back and strike him again, until it had already done so. He never even had a chance to get his wits together and escape, before Stubbs had executed the other 23 strikes and left him behind, a bloody limp and dazed pulp. Without a word, Mr. Stubbs gathers the dragon in his arms and flies to the ground where he starts to inspect him. Wiping some of the blood away, he is able to briefly examine the wounds. The blood is excessive, and there are severe gashes in the right shoulder and hip, as well as the left leg below the knee and up the chest. These seem to be the most severe wounds, but not bad enough to be fatal. The rest are mere scrapes covering the body in a sort of zebra stripe pattern, with one going across his left cheek and eye, and another across the right side of his neck. His scales had protected him very well... Mr. Stubbs breaths a sigh of relief.*
"He's going to be fine..."
*He says, sitting down to rest.*
"Come on... Say something..."
*He says, gently batting the stunned dragon on the head with his .*

Nura opens his eyes with a jerk his vision is blurred and his head begins to spin he lashes out with a snarl sinking his teeth deep into Mr. Stubbs right paw almost severing it. Nura gets to all fours and with a great effort he rears forward spinning Mr. Stubbs around and slamming him into the ground by his paw Nura lets go of Mr. Stubbs paw and backs up with blood dripping from his mouth. Nura's vision slowly starts coming into focus.  

[Shapeless Evil]

Parzival909

Burning Icewolf

*As Mr. Stubbs stands up and wipes the blood from his maw with the back of his right arm, still holding his trident, he notices splatters of red, mixed in with the green on his wings.*
"That's odd..."
*He thinks to himself.*
"Is that... mine?"
*Mr. Stubbs brings the peak of his left wing to his face, sniffs it, and growls softly.*
"Reptilian..."
*He says, in his rough growling voice.*
"But, when did I..."
*His ears instant droop and his eyes go wide as he suddenly looks up at the the Swiss cheesed remains of the two collided flying saucers that had just recently fallen victim to his battle born madness.*
*No..."
*He gasps in dread. Then, shaking the blood from his wings, he spreads them and flies as fast as he can to the saucers, dropping his trident in the process. he lands upon the side of mass of mangled and bloody metal and pries it open. He then begins to dig around in side, desperately searching for what he fear to find. piece by piece he tears the mass of apart, tearing metal away from metal... Until finally, he finds it.... A small dragon, bright blue and tan bellied, badly mangled and knocked silly. Nura had no way of knowing what was even happening, when a living drill came shooting through the hull, nor did he have any time to react, before it struck him in the side from behind, before shooting out through the other side of the flying saucer he was in. It all happened so fast, that he literally never even knew what hit him. Nor, had he even guessed that it would come back and strike him again, until it had already done so. He never even had a chance to get his wits together and escape, before Stubbs had executed the other 23 strikes and left him behind, a bloody limp and dazed pulp. Without a word, Mr. Stubbs gathers the dragon in his arms and flies to the ground where he starts to inspect him. Wiping some of the blood away, he is able to briefly examine the wounds. The blood is excessive, and there are severe gashes in the right shoulder and hip, as well as the left leg below the knee and up the chest. These seem to be the most severe wounds, but not bad enough to be fatal. The rest are mere scrapes covering the body in a sort of zebra stripe pattern, with one going across his left cheek and eye, and another across the right side of his neck. His scales had protected him very well... Mr. Stubbs breaths a sigh of relief.*
"He's going to be fine..."
*He says, sitting down to rest.*
"Come on... Say something..."
*He says, gently batting the stunned dragon on the head with his .*

Nura opens his eyes with a jerk his vision is blurred and his head begins to spin he lashes out with a snarl sinking his teeth deep into Mr. Stubbs right paw almost severing it. Nura gets to all fours and with a great effort he rears forward spinning Mr. Stubbs around and slamming him into the ground by his paw Nura lets go of Mr. Stubbs paw and backs up with blood dripping from his mouth. Nura's vision slowly starts coming into focus.

*Mr. Stubbs winces in pain but makes no noise as he turns back to face Nura.*
"Maybe *gasp* I should have left you in that *wheeze* wrecked mass of metal..."
*He softly growls. He then takes a deep breath.*
"You're welcome, by the way..."  

[NuraXross]

shapelessevil

Parzival909

Burning Icewolf

*As Mr. Stubbs stands up and wipes the blood from his maw with the back of his right arm, still holding his trident, he notices splatters of red, mixed in with the green on his wings.*
"That's odd..."
*He thinks to himself.*
"Is that... mine?"
*Mr. Stubbs brings the peak of his left wing to his face, sniffs it, and growls softly.*
"Reptilian..."
*He says, in his rough growling voice.*
"But, when did I..."
*His ears instant droop and his eyes go wide as he suddenly looks up at the the Swiss cheesed remains of the two collided flying saucers that had just recently fallen victim to his battle born madness.*
*No..."
*He gasps in dread. Then, shaking the blood from his wings, he spreads them and flies as fast as he can to the saucers, dropping his trident in the process. he lands upon the side of mass of mangled and bloody metal and pries it open. He then begins to dig around in side, desperately searching for what he fear to find. piece by piece he tears the mass of apart, tearing metal away from metal... Until finally, he finds it.... A small dragon, bright blue and tan bellied, badly mangled and knocked silly. Nura had no way of knowing what was even happening, when a living drill came shooting through the hull, nor did he have any time to react, before it struck him in the side from behind, before shooting out through the other side of the flying saucer he was in. It all happened so fast, that he literally never even knew what hit him. Nor, had he even guessed that it would come back and strike him again, until it had already done so. He never even had a chance to get his wits together and escape, before Stubbs had executed the other 23 strikes and left him behind, a bloody limp and dazed pulp. Without a word, Mr. Stubbs gathers the dragon in his arms and flies to the ground where he starts to inspect him. Wiping some of the blood away, he is able to briefly examine the wounds. The blood is excessive, and there are severe gashes in the right shoulder and hip, as well as the left leg below the knee and up the chest. These seem to be the most severe wounds, but not bad enough to be fatal. The rest are mere scrapes covering the body in a sort of zebra stripe pattern, with one going across his left cheek and eye, and another across the right side of his neck. His scales had protected him very well... Mr. Stubbs breaths a sigh of relief.*
"He's going to be fine..."
*He says, sitting down to rest.*
"Come on... Say something..."
*He says, gently batting the stunned dragon on the head with his .*

Nura opens his eyes with a jerk his vision is blurred and his head begins to spin he lashes out with a snarl sinking his teeth deep into Mr. Stubbs right paw almost severing it. Nura gets to all fours and with a great effort he rears forward spinning Mr. Stubbs around and slamming him into the ground by his paw Nura lets go of Mr. Stubbs paw and backs up with blood dripping from his mouth. Nura's vision slowly starts coming into focus.

*Mr. Stubbs winces in pain but makes no noise as he turns back to face Nura.*
"Maybe *gasp* I should have left you in that *wheeze* wrecked mass of metal..."
*He softly growls. He then takes a deep breath.*
"You're welcome, by the way..."

*Nura shakes his head with a grimace and becoming fully aware of his surroundings.*
"Maybe you should try quelling that rage of yours, Your are not a beast so don't act like one it doesn't become you. I will not thank you for a deed you have not earned seeing as you injured me in the first place but you may have my gratitude and my apologies for the injury I Inflicted upon your arm."
*Nura backs away from Mr. Stubbs raising his head and serving the surrounding area.*
"I must find my brother."
*Nura says without looking at Mr. Stubbs.*
"Have you seen him Sir. Stubbs?"