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Primeval; Rusty, ask for invite
Topic Started: Jul 19 2012, 10:46 PM (642 Views)
Freakshow
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Concurrent with The Sins of Men and Angels. A few dozen meters off into the woods.

The clutter of foliage snapped and broke with the passing form, heavy scales grazing trees and ripping off layers of bark down to the white phylum and xylem beneath. A small tree cracked against the monster's shoulder, yielding to its mass and falling, only to be trampled and added into the monster's accidental wake of destruction.

Nostrils flared, inhaling the scents in the air. A mixture of humidity and tropical weather was enough to keep the smells in the air, but it was for naught. The brood all smelled alike, covered in that infected, foul, and acrid scent which suppressed the true smell beneath. But there was something different. He could taste it on olfactory receptors in the inside ridges of the mouth, the slight burnt scent that lingered around his prey. Kevin would never boast to be the best at tracking, nowhere near the refines capabilities of Miss Sinclair or Wolverine, but he knew which way they were going through more than just scent. The lot of them passed through here, the Brood smashing through the foliage.

The monster gave a growl, slowing its run. Its nose fell to the ground, inhaled a few times, and raised again.

::Oi! Yeh bloody fokkin' prawn better not be dead already!:: his voice shouted through the trees on telepathic airways. The monster growled and bounded through the brush.

There he heard it -- just ahead, the shrill screeches of the Broods in their assault. Resolved, claws dug deeper into the moist earth and out from the brush the monster leaped into the clearing that the Brood had corralled Rusty into. Claws splayed and jaws opened, the monster crashed into the mass of Brood.

Its mouth captured half the body of a native Brood in one bite and shoot violently, jaw pressure popping it in a hideous, violent motion. A shake of its head sent the bitten body flying into another Brood.

The monster growled, lips curled up over teeth, nose curled up into a rigid line, little horns quivering atop its head. A Brood defiantly roared back, something the monster itself wound not stand for. It charged forward and reared a clawed appendage back, raking at the air. Jagged talons ripped its jaw from its head, which shut it up nicely.

::Use yehr damn claws and kill this lot! We need to get back and help the rest.::
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Rusty Collins
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One minute he was standing his own ground, spinning and slashing and tearing into brittle carapace as the horde pressed him back and edged him further away from his own…and then the tides turned just as easily with a hooked claw through the sheer and veined membrane of his wing. Rusty threw his head back and howled in pain as several other claws found purchase and tore into him. Gritting his teeth he threw one last surge of strength into his strikes he lashed out, tore into and bore down on everything that came into his vision. Tapping into the rage that was ever present Rusty blocked and gnashed with the thought plainly in his head that this was to be his last stand.

Time stretched out and Rusty wasn’t sure if he was hitting or getting hit. A crimson veil was pulled down over his eyes and it was only the familiar telepathic voice that cut through the rage and ironically gave him the boost of morale that he needed. Grabbing one of the Brood before him he fell onto his back and with six strong appendages hurled it sidelong into two others. His tail whipped down and though he was oozing from numerous jagged lacerations he launched himself back up in time to ward off another attack.

It was the one attacking behind him that he didn’t see. Two sharp claws dug into his shoulders and Rusty braced himself for the inevitable bite to the neck. But a loud crashing sound of timber announced the arrival of the one-man cavalry and Rusty staggered backward as the claws were ripped out of his shoulders. He turned to see Kevin chewing and smiled as much as his new face would allow as he spit the Brood out before swallowing.

“Not exactly Tribbles, are they?”

But they still had to get out of this, and the battle had only just begun. He didn’t have to be told twice, rearing back he jammed his claw into the eye socket of one of the wounded before him. It stiffened and then went still, but he wasted no time pushing it off with his feet. Seeing a surge rush toward him he pushed off the ground, skittered up the trunk of a tree, and leaped onto Kevin’s shoulder. As one of the creatures predictably attempted to follow, he pinned it between his front legs and used his razor sharp teeth to tear a chunk out of its neck.

They were clearing the area fairly quickly, and Rusty hadn’t slowed down enough to realize how hurt he was just yet. Ripping off a hefty branch of a tree, he held it in a vice grip and jumped down. The full weight of him drove the branch through, pinning the creature to the ground like a bug in a school science project. Rusty’s wings beat with a papery sound as the one good wing flapped against the tattered edges of the other.

Still gripping the splintered log in his segmented forelegs, he looked up at Kevin and nodded. “Thank you.” If Kevin hadn't bothered coming, this would have had a very different ending.
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Freakshow
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The hideous creature struck another equally hideous creature, striking with raking claws that cleaved through chitinous armor. Squelching meat twisted, the fully transformed body of another infected Broodling's insides a mixture of insect and mammal. It broke, a rib cage opening up to reveal its organs to the light. The scent of it sparked a quick fury in the Genoshan, the monstrous creature lashing out with a second strike. The Brood went flying by the shear brutality of the blow, crashing into a tree with the back of its head popping open.

Jaws snapped out, catching their crooked teeth on the leg of another. With a simple yank it was off of its feet, shoulders on the ground and flailing as it tried to make good on its Queens orders. Yet the defiant monster would not allow this, not when there was so much at stake. A foot planted on the torso of the Brood and its head turned, pulling. Muscles stretched, tendons tensed to their limits, and the Brood screeched in protest and pain. A feral growl was joined by the sounds of tearing skin and flesh, a sickening, wet sound. Meat spilled like an open can, and the Genoshan looked up as the mutated pyrokinetic made a comment about Tribbles.

With a twitching set of legs peeking out of the crevices of the monster's teeth, it was just about as close to a grin as the monster could get.

Back to the fighting, the numbers around them diminished. Rusty was wailing on one with a thick branch he had ripped off of a nearby tree while Kevin was busy mauling any brood that were stupid enough to come near his mouth. The vestigial limbs that were typically folded against the monster's breast bone captured a Brood, the Genoshan's mouth pointing down and snapping. Shovel-sized teeth clipped the Brood's head from its shoulders, its body instantly going limp.

Spitting out the skull, Kevin turned, a pleased thrum rising in the monster's throat. An orange eye considered the other, segmented limbs holding onto that stick, all bugged up and Broodly.

::Yeh've got bug on yeh.:: Kevin's voice said telepathically with a hint of humor. A moment of respite was something they couldn't have, not here standing in the woods while everyone was fighting for their lives. Measuring Rusty up, the young man look injured and worse for ware. His wing looked broken, barely able to flap. There was no way Rusty was going to make it back.

Resigned, the monster gave a grunt and turned his side to his infected peer. ::Yeh're about to fall apart... Climb on. And if yeh tell anyone I let yeh, I'll --::

A sound penetrated through the trees like a tidal wave, deep and powerful, a shockwave of audible nature. The very trees quivered, leafs shivering on their stems. Even in this form, he could feel the sound shaking his rib cage. The sound dimmed sharply, but the presence was there. The monster's head shot toward the far side of the clearing that they were in. Somewhere, a tree fell, cracking the branches of others until it crashed into the ground.

Every few seconds, Kevin could feel the ground trembling.

A few meters away, the tremors vibrated the surface of a muddy puddle, making it ripple.

Still in the trees, the sounds of breaking foliage were getting closer.

And whatever it was, it sounded big.
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Rusty Collins
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Adrenaline coursing through his veins kept some of the pain at bay, but Rusty knew there was a limit to the amount of damage he could sustain. And seeing how this battle had only just begun, he wondered idly if he was going to make it out of this one alive. Pressing concerns what they were, he didn’t have long to dwell on that one.

He glanced down at his strangely armored body when Kevin spoke, resisting the urge to shudder at his own appearance. Kevin was right; though honestly Rusty wasn’t sure where it was him oozing brackish life-blood and what gooey mess belonged to the other Brood.

Yeah…he was likely not making it through this one.

But he was going out with a hell of a fight and he still had more to give.

::Yeh're about to fall apart... Climb on. And if yeh tell anyone I let yeh, I'll --::

Rusty held up two extra-long forelegs in protest, grimacing in his alien mouth and shaking his head. “Come on, you think I’d actually tell people-“ The strange sudden booming sound passed over him, blowing leaves and branches as it swept a course through the jungle clearing. And then the ground vibrated, Rusty’s eyes fell on a small puddle with ripples bouncing from one side to the other. He looked back up at Kevin and for a moment of silence and before Kevin could remind him, he took hold of the skewering branch and used it to vault himself up and onto Kevin’s back.

Still holding the splinter-sharpened tree branch in one arm, he settled in, looking for all intents and purposes like a bug knight on a horse monster. “You know me,” he said. “Always rushing stupidly into a fight with someone bigger than me.” He narrowed his eyes. “Let’s get this fucker.”

Across the clearing a copse of trees collapsed suddenly, cracking and falling loudly to the jungle floor under immense pressure. Rusty’s narrowed eyes widened as they traveled upward. “Holy-“ The rest of his sentence was choked off by another sonic blast that actually rocked Rusty backwards a little in his saddle.

Nearly as tall as a two-story house, the monstrosity swept its gaze around the clearing in search of them. It looked like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, but was covered in the same hard shell armor that Rusty wore. Sweeping back over its eyes were two large and flattened horn structures that seemed to serve as a helmet to protect its spiny head. And from its mouth dozens of sharp and spiky teeth hung down like ivory swords, dripping with strands of clear thick mucus.

It opened its mouth again and something slithered out, stretching like a long neck and then splitting at the end into another mouth with rows of sharp teeth.

Rusty was frozen as he stared at the thing. “Okay,” he whispered. “That thing's uglier than both of us.”
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Freakshow
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What greeted them was something that made Kevin feel small by comparison. A darkly scaled, refined specimen of the brood, seemingly evolved to accentuate all the traits of a Broodling. Immense in size, taller than Kevin by at least thirteen feet, the titan that parted the brush entered with the earth shaking. A dinosaur, King of all that was primordial and ancient, cloaked in hard chitinous armor. Spikes lined its body, two thick plated crests sweeping up and over its head, rigid bones sticking up over its spine. On its shoulders, what appeared to be hollow tentacles curled stiffly. Its jaws reflected Kevin's, misshapen teeth that hung down like swords were first, but as the behemoth opened its jaws in a hungry gesture, more rows of teeth lay behind it. Its tongue slithered out, curling like a serpent, until the end raised and pointed at them.

Its tongue's tip parted, revealing another mouth that hissed.

::Fok...:: was all Kevin could muster the words for. Completely unaware that Rusty had actually crawled onto his back, the Genoshan rallied himself as the Rex stepped forward. Out of the trees completely now, he could see a long, scythe-like structure protruding from the end of the Tyrannosaur's tail, glistening as though it were coated with refined metal.

Claws sank into the ground as the Genoshan turned its side to the Rex, rounding the circle of the clearing. This would be their arena, or at least part of it. A feral growl dripped between the Genoshan's teeth, a snarl to show the Brood that they were not going to die easy. The Rex responded with a vibrant hiss and turned, opened its jaws, and gave a deathly roar.

The monster that was Kevin opened its own maw and responded with a vile bellow. Instinctively, claws ripped at the ground and pushed forward, a hideous steed and its unintentional rider diving at the jaws of death. The clash of the titans had begun and it was full of teeth.

The titanic Broodrex lashed forward, its heavy head that could have doubled as a battering ram slamming at the ground with open jaws. Teeth tore into the ground, but the smaller monster had slipped to the side just before, turning on the edge of a dime to avoid it. The blow of the beast's head kicked up debris, tonnes of power behind it. Recoiling from the blow, the monster himself took to the air, pushing down at the ground with enough force to propel itself up onto the Rex's shoulders.

Claws sank in, teeth grazed along the chitinous armor, only to find true grip on one of the extensions of the Rex's shoulders. The Rex had already recovered from its slamming collision on the ground, its crested head turning to bite at the monster on its shoulder. Only just out of reach, Kevin tried to rip and tear at the armor, but he could do little more than simply cling to its side.

::Get on its fokkin' back and start cutting!:: Kevin's voice roared at the man on his back. The monster's weight began to drag it back down, the Rex's small arm reaching. One found Kevin's leg and began to pull as it reached back with its head.

The Genoshan monster gave a pained sound as those sword-like teeth bit over his side, its claws sinking in deeper, just for that extra moment for Rusty to climb onto the Rex. It did not last, however, and the monster slipped. Held in the mouth of the Rex like a cub to a lioness, the Tyrant Brood King shook its head several times, until its eagerness got the better of it, sending the monster flying through the air of the clearing and through trees.

The towering Brood lumbered forward after the thrown monster, unwilling to let its prey to escape.
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Rusty Collins
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Gripping his lance under one of the crooks of his spindly arms Rusty barely had a chance to get a grip on his mount before Kevin thrust forward. He was in danger of being tossed off, so he clutched his steed with powerful thighs and leaned in with a scowl on his face as he bounced and rocked in his would-be saddle.

It was clearer now, that the creature in front of him was some sort of Tyrannosaurus Rex, or at least it had been in a previous life. It wasn’t as if the T-Rex wasn’t frightening enough all by itself. The armor-plated distortion in the clearing across the way was something straight out of a science fiction nightmare. Rusty didn’t let himself be paralyzed by fear, though if he actually let himself think about what he was doing as they closed the gap to the gargantuan monstrosity he probably would have easily choked.

This thing was bigger than anything he had ever seen.

He had a pretty good idea what Kevin was thinking before they even got close. Still holding on tightly he put his legs up underneath him, holding on to Kevin’s back with one arm and using with his legs he prepared for the jump. When Kevin’s voice cut into his mind he was ready, springing upward with incredible strength and landing a side piece of the beast's armor. His mangled wings flapped and buzzed uselessly as he scrambled up the side of the thrashing creature, stopping between two armored plates and looking down just in time to see the beast whipping its head back and forth with Kevin in its jaws.

Without hesitation he took the splinter-sharpened tree limb and drove it in near the spine between the chitinous plates with everything he had. The Blood Rex roared loudly and began trying to dislodge its assailant. Rusty held on to the armored giant with a vice grip as it staggered about and snapped over its shoulder at him. For now he couldn’t really do much beyond holding on for dear life.

Somehow he knew that if he were thrown off of the beast he would be as good as dead.
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Freakshow
Unregistered

JP between Freakshow and Firefist.

The throw had been a brutal one. Kevin didn't bother counting the trees he had been thrown through, but even the high constitution and durable body of this monster felt it. Nothing had broken besides the trees, but a good knock on the head from the last one made the monster shake its head to fight off a daze as it lay on its back. Gathering its wits, its six legs pushed at a tree, pressing up with ten tons of force, until it rolled off of him and to the side. Claws gripped at another tree to the side, the monster pulling itself to a stand.

The bite the Rex had given him had done a bit of damage. They weren't exceptionally deep, but the bite forces had pierced through the gnarled scales on the monster's hide. Blood seeped from the wounds, a brown shade between green and red, a bit rusty and vile like the stagnant waters of a swamp. But it was blood, and Kevin felt the wounds. Several punctured his back, rivulets of the blood staining his sides as they fell, another stuck through the back of his thigh, and giving it a stretch the limb stung. The monster would not be done in by just a few nips, however, and the pain only served to fuel its fury.

Shovel like teeth gnashed together in a resolved bite. Lunging from the trees, slitted orange eyes saw the Rex shaking and writhing on its legs, its heavy head snapping back toward its shoulders to try to bite Rusty off. With a low growl, the Genoshan pedaled forward, hunger in his throat.


It was virtually impossible for Rusty to stay perched atop the writhing and shaking titan, and were it not for having six very strong appendages he would surely have been thrown. Gritting his sharpened teeth, Rusty’s shout almost rose above the roar of the Brood Rex and as he realized that he wasn’t going to be bucked off he felt a surge of triumph well up from within. If he could have he might have even smiled.

Just then a silhouette caught his attention out of his peripheral and he turned his head just as a loud screeching sound pierced through his ears. The collision was brutal. In fact, Rusty was pretty sure that if he hadn’t let go of the armor-the collision of the flying Brood would have ripped his arms right out of their sockets.

But he did let go.

And as a result was swatted off of the back of the Brood Rex on an unfortunate collision course with the charging Freakshow. Straining to get altitude out of broken wings, he realized it was hopeless only after it was too late to warn Kevin. “Dude! Look ow-“ The impact took his breath away.


Bounding at the distracted Rex, the Genoshan's clawed lugged it along with incredible haste, crossing through the distance from treeline. The Rex's scythe tail slashed through a nearby tree, slicing it flawlessly as though it were a machete. Splinters shot off to the side as it turned, reeling to somehow forsake the bonds of its skeletal structure and snap Rusty off its back for a snack.

Something flickered in the light, an aerial menace swooping down to aid its saurian brother. It struck the pyrokinetic, sending him falling off passed hungry teeth. Running beneath the scythe-like blade of the Rex's tail as it flayed through another tree along the rim of the clearing. Kevin growled, slightly altering his course, and swept under the falling mutant.

Rusty was caught, hard, but caught, provided Rusty had the sense to grab onto a jutting scale. The Genoshan fought back a groan as the mutant hit a puncture wound and he kept running, putting a small bit of distance between himself and the Rex.

Just as the Genoshan passed, the King's jaws crushed the air where he had picked up Rusty.

Into the woods, using them as momentary shelter and knowing that the Rex would follow, Kevin growled. ::Yeh're gonna get us both killed. I can't help yeh and kill it at the same time, mahn.::


Curling into a tight ball, Rusty hit Kevin and ricocheted off. He had the foresight to unfurl, reaching several arms out and catching himself on Kevin’s blood-smeared back. It slowed his momentum and dropped him straight to the ground beside Kevin as the Brood Rex lashed out with its tail and sliced clean through the thick trunk of another jungle tree.

The impact knocked the wind out of him, but didn’t do nearly as much as the harsh words that Kevin spoke into his mind. Balling up a fist that was covered in Kevin’s blood he furrowed his brows. “Sorry, I must have slept in the day they taught fighting alien dinosaurs!” His eyes started glowing with an inner orange light and wisps of fire began to dance around his fists as he ranted. “I didn’t ask to be turned into a freaking bug, and I don’t need you and your saving powers of-“

As the Brood began a second aerial attack, Rusty stopped in mid-sentence and raised the all four of his arms. Four jets of fire whipped outward and twisted around each other, spiraling and undulating upward, nailing the descending Brood creature straight in the chest with a blinding explosion of orange and yellow. Rusty froze in place as the creature soared past him in smoking ruin and crashed into a tree nearby. He brought his flaming hands up to his face in amazement.

“Dude, did you see that?”


::Should have gone on the camping trip for that, then.:: The Genoshan retorted with a bit of aggression. Brush yielded around them as the monster pushed into the trees for a measure of protection, or at least an attempt to get Rusty away from the Rex itself.

But a cry of the aerial Brood swept through the branches, diving toward them again. The Genoshan pushed at the ground to move, but a sudden strange heat sprang to life behind them. The broodling was set aflame and screeched as it lost control of itself, agony afflicting the infected creature. It spiraled and crashed into a tree, something inside of it triggering an explosion. Even Kevin paused, a bit shocked at the sudden use of Rusty's power.

::I thought...:: But a thought was something that had escaped him. This was why he had been taken to Dr. McCoy in the infirmary. There was something inside of him that had eaten away at the creature he had become when the Queen made her escape. Something had devoured and withered that creature away, removing the infection and purging it from him completely. Beast had taken his blood... And there was something in his bodily fluids that wasn't quite human. It seemed to do the same on Rusty just upon contact.

::Maybe if I puke on yeh...:: he considered for a moment. Behind them, the trees began to shake, the Brood Rex stomping through to get them. There wasn't time for strange, private experimenting deep in the woods. Kevin pushed the image out of his mind. ::It's my blood. Beast took it to help make the cure. Don't know what it is, but it's the reason why I've become immune. I don't think it'll cure yeh completely, but it looks like it's eating some off the surface, just enough to get rid of the infection. Wipe more off.:: The Genoshan turned in his course, working back to the clearing in a wide arc. The Rex snarled and roared, felling trees like a juggernaut as it rampaged after them.

::I've got an idea.::
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Rusty Collins
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Rusty continued gawking at his hands, flames dancing between what had not too long ago been his fingertips. The thought of Kevin’s blood somehow curing him was disturbing on numerous levels, but not nearly as much as Kevin’s suggestion of some kind of a vomit-cleansing. Rusty shot him a deadpan look, fairly easy to manage in his current form but didn’t bother dignifying it with a verbal response.

Meanwhile the T-Rex had not forgotten about them. Its attention caught by the fiery crash, the beast zeroed in on Kevin and Rusty and let out another earth-trembling roar, lowering its head virtually to the ground and extending its tongue which snapped and hissed like a serpent in their direction. It was a sound he would never forget, and it reverberated and shook him through to the core.

“Oh-shaddup,” Rusty intoned irritably as a basketball sized orb of swirling flame appeared in the palm of his right foreleg. Extending backwards he hurled it with all he had, watching as the flaming globe arced through the air and landed right on top of the head of the titan with a rumbling boom. The Brood Rex shook its head and bellowed again, this time sounding more than a little enraged. A flock of birds in nearby trees took to the air, and it seemed like a cliché calm before the storm settled over the area like a blanket.

“I do believe I have a way with monsters,” he said looking back at Kevin as the Rex zeroed in on him and snorted. It leaped into action, tail swinging back and forth as it took giant leaping strides toward them in a rampaging fury. Rusty and Kevin were already on the move, and he looked over at him in terrified curiosity.

“So…what was this plan of yours?”
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Freakshow
Unregistered

JP between Freakshow and Firefist.

The rejuvenated powers of his peer cast an orange glow, churning in a globe of hot light over Rusty's limb. Still part Brood, Kevin could see the change of the other over his shoulder, a little less ugly, but still pretty damn hideous. Even then, those fire powers were back. It was time to put them to good use.

The thunderous hunt of the Brood Rex was relentless. The long arch back into the clearing was a rapid one, too, urgent and with great haste. Here in the woods, there was little room for a proper fight. While that was good for Rusty who could hide behind the trees and dodge around them, the Genoshan's monstrous form was constricted by the restraints of foliage despite the fact that it could easily push down trees and rend their height to the ground.

::Yeah. No wonder yeh're with that Skids girl.:: Kevin snapped back. They shot back into the clearing with a burst of leafs, his legs pedaling toward the far side. Behind them, the Brood Rex exploded from the brush, its voice a trembling chorus of a thousand voices.

Speedier than the Rex by those few mile per hours, Kevin came to a stop on the edge of the clearing again. ::Get off. Yeh're going to distract it.::


Strangely enough Rusty didn’t bother arguing. He let the comment about Skids go, though an overarching sense of guilt tried to nudge its way in. There was no time to dwell on it nonetheless. Getting his feet under him he hopped off, rolling in the grass and shouting at the Brood Rex. It was fairly close, but luckily he was fairly fast.

As he started to run it dawned on him that he was putting an awful lot of trust into Kevin Zaan. It bothered him, but only because he realized that Kevin could be trusted. The guy was clearly still a total asshole, but then again…so was Rusty. Glancing over his shoulder he saw the looming shape of the mammoth Brood and veered right just before an enormous set of jaws snapped into the ground where he had just been standing a moment before.

He put a little more speed into it as the Rex changed course in pursuit.

“Kevin?! Now would be a good time for that plan of yours!”


The moment Rusty hopped off Kevin was off, abandoning Rusty to his own devices. The Genoshan wasn't exactly a hundred percent sure this would work or if Rusty would even live through it. Indirectly, Kevin was using him as bait, using what limited strategies he could come up with. He needed a distraction and Rusty was just that. A tasty morsel for the Brood Rex to try to bite, giving Kevin the opportunity to get into position.

Thin ears heard the sound of the titan's head crashing into the ground and Kevin looked back over his ridged shoulders, seeing Rusty run off to the side. At least he survived the first attack.

But the Rex was hungry. Its single, driven purpose was to fulfill the desires of its Queen. The bestial menace drew its head up with a frustrated growl and snapped at the air, came short, and launched its tongue out. The tendril of meat followed after Rusty and bit at the air, missing the pyrokinetic by mere inches. Its body turned, heavy legs awkward in the motion. Black saliva dripped from its teeth, small arms tucked against its chest. The saurian Brood gave chase, roaring as though it chased Dr. Grant on the tour. The black, chitinous creature stalked after the mutant, the earth quaking behind him.


Maybe this was the plan…

Throwing Rusty out there to keep the big monster busy so Kevin could go somewhere else. Kill two birds with one stone so to speak. He glanced over his shoulder as he ran, seeing the Rex back in pursuit and looking for Kevin. When he didn’t see him at first he wondered if he’d been right, but dodging left and then right he took one more glance back and saw the Freakshow. It wasn’t clear what he was doing, but it was pretty clear that he seemed to be taking his sweet time.

Jaws snapped at him again, this time a double bite-one from the small tongue thing and the other just barely missing his head from the bigger mouth. “KEVIN!” He shouted as flames sparked by anger and fueled by rage burst off of him.

The Rex was too close, and he needed to push it back a few steps. Six baseball sized balls of fire shot out of his hands, pelting it hard in the face. The Rex lunged once more, but in the face of the fiery assault its aim was off. The small mouth chomped into his arm, but he torched it and it let him go with a howling roar.

Running low on steam, Rusty took advantage of the momentarily scorched and dazed hunter and headed to the middle of the clearing. He turned, blazing in a halo of red and looked at his opponent intently. At least he knew it could be burned.


Fires washed over the Brood Rex's face, its multiple sensory organs singed by the scorching heat. Its bite had missed at first, and then its tongue caught the limb of its prey. A taste was enough to encourage it to, despite the heat and the burning of its chitinous hide, continue its directive of destruction. The creature prowled after Rusty, lumbering forth. Every footstep pressed an impression of its weight into the ground, seven and a half tons of it, something that might be left behind over millions of years for future species to discover and wonder at. The Rex, with its crested frill, came upon the mutant cloaked in fire. Its mouth opened wide, unafraid and uncaring as to the pain that might be afflicted upon it.

It was hungry.

But so was something else.

Shovel-like teeth, gnarled and twisted, barely able to fit together in exaggerated bites, sank into the iron-hard shell that covered the hide of the Rex's body. The Rex's tail went taught, its bladed end unable to swing that lethal scythe. It was pulled back by several feet, its limbs shifting to accommodate. Turning its elaborate head away from Rusty, the Rex saw the monster it was born to destroy with locked jaws over its tail. It jerked and pulled against the Rex, fighting against its tyrannical power. When it tried to turn, the monster pulled back. When it tried to swing its tail, it did not move.

With a hellish cry of frustration, the Rex continued to fight the Genoshan. A deep growl was all Kevin would say, its mouth full of hard armor and bony scales. Jaw pressures that could bite through a car clamped down, the muscles of its legs straining as it fought against the power of the Rex.

::What are yeh waiting for?!::


One of Rusty’s left arms slid up to hold at the throbbing place on one of his right arms that had been bitten. He didn’t know that an unseen war was going on within him as Kevin’s blood fought off the infection. The only thing he really knew for sure was that it hurt like a son-of-a-bitch. Either way he was tired. And if he was going out it wasn’t in flight.

“Come on you ugly bastard,” he muttered under his breath as the Rex took its lumbering time in stalking up to him. And he stood there wreathed in furious flame as he stared up at the imposing beast in open defiance. With every step the flames grew hotter and larger, and just as Rusty was getting ready to unleash a firestorm the Rex stopped in its tracks-apparently stuck.

Rusty glanced over and saw Kevin holding it back and then at the mental prompting he looked back up at the beast. Channeling the flame up his torso he lifted his arms and shot it out with everything that he had. As the column of fire crashed into the Brood’s face it threatened to rock it off of its enormous feet. And Rusty didn’t let up. Thick waves of flame rolled out of him, spinning together in a thick trunk of unending destruction that continued pounding into the armored face relentlessly. The Brood Rex roared and after a minute of the assault that roar turned a little pathetic. The smell of exotic cooking meat filled the air and a thick plume of brackish smoke choked out the sunlight in the clearing all around them.


Teeth bit and held. He could feel the Brood Rex's flesh fight against him. The infectious cells of the creature writhed against his tongue and the roof of his mouth, wriggling like ten million little worms stuck in a jar, unable to go anywhere. They tried to push into his own cells, to convert him again, to make him Brood once more. The mental temptation of that cacophony of minds, the strange peace, the allure of being part of something larger than himself was distantly attractive to the Genoshan's mind. But he would not be controlled. He would not live as the slave of someone else. The monster agreed. It would not be able to destroy or wreak havoc if all were one and all were Brood.

They would both rather die.

Rusty conjured waves of fire, the intensity of their heat reaching the tail end of the Brood's tail. Roiling fires scorched the Brood's head, the Rex recoiling at the sudden explosion of heat. It had not expected that. Its mouth slashed through the fires, salivation evaporating from exposure, the maw of swords striking blindly through the fires. It was too much, though, and the Brood realized that. It drew back as fire spilled over its frill.

Behind it, the Genoshan continued to hold it in place. The pain had made the Brood Rex stronger as it lashed out with all of its power to escape, yet still the monster managed to hold its grip. Constantly shifting, it was a struggle, but the fires of Rusty's power were doing their job.

With nothing to draw air on, the blistering scorches and the smell of burning meat filling the air, a sharp tug from the Genoshan behind it pulled the very feet out from the Rex's body. The two-story titan slipped and fell with a colossal impact, becoming still.
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Rusty Collins
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The concussive force of the T-Rex hitting the ground almost knocked Rusty off of his feet. Staggering backwards, his fires brushed up into the looming canopy of leaves and scorched the bottom layer of branches before he had a chance to cut them off. His wide eyes were fixed on the motionless Brood-Rex.

Parts of its face was sizzling, cooked to a deeper black than previously had been there. The outer parts of the armored hide were crackling and blistered, leaking soot and ash on small gusts of wind. For a moment over the din of battle going on in the Utopian clearing nearby the only thing Rusty heard was the hot sizzle of a torched monster. Rusty’s mouth was slightly open as he stared at the beast, and seeing how it did not move he slowly tore his gaze free and looked up at Kevin with that same expression of wonder.

Fire continued to swirl around him, but slowly he drew back the robes of flame and only a flickering crown was left in place. “We did it,” he said in wonder. Then he bunkered down with his arms and legs bent and shouted it on a freakishly inhuman voice for all he was worth. “WE DID IT!!”

Kicking up dirt, Rusty relished the triumph, strutting close to the fallen Rex and doing his best impersonation of a grin. Putting one foot triumphantly on the creature’s horribly clawed toe, Rusty gestured to Kevin. “We need a fokkin’ camera-s’what we need.” And while he impersonated Kevin’s accent, the mean-spirited bite had been replaced with an odd sort of camaraderie.

A sudden snort made his blood run cold. Suddenly the tree-trunk tail of the Rex whipped one way and then very quickly the other-hitting Kevin broadside with incredible blunt force. Rusty stumbled sideways as the creature started twitching and climbing back to his feet. Frozen in place, he looked at the charred distortion in terror as it rose to its feet and swiveled its head toward him. The Rex glared at him through its one good eye, opened its mouth and roared louder than before.
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Freakshow
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The foul stench of burning, crispy meat filled his nose. It wasn't like barbeque or even stir fry. It was rank. The half insect, half reptile, all nasty Brood cells were charred on its face, the chitinous armor of the Brood Rex blackened by the intense fires that Rusty produced. Kevin growled behind it, still pulling, the power of the monster dragging the entire Rex several meters. It wasn't until the stillness became apparent that Kevin stopped exerting his strength on it.

From where he was, the Rex was fallen. He could smell the front of it, imagining what its face looked like where Rusty was standing.

The Rex's tail went limp between the monster's teeth and slowly -- regrettably, the monster found -- it opened its jaws and let the thick coil of bone and muscle drop to the ground. A growl still crept from the monster's throat, however, unable to just accept the fact that the giant Brood would give up so easily, but perhaps Kevin underestimated Rusty's abilities. He hadn't ever actually seen Rusty let loose before and put all he had into an attack. Then again, he hadn't seen much of Rusty besides that smug-ass face of his. For once, Kevin guessed he wouldn't antagonize Rusty.

::Yeah...:: Kevin's voice almost sighed on psionic airwaves. Orange eyes cast toward the heavens as a sudden chill descended upon them. It seemed that space and time were beginning to dissolve in the skies, the cold of the antarctic air cutting through the tropical heat. It was strange, enough to make Kevin feel funny.

As Rusty celebrated, the Genoshan remained concerned. ::The portals are opening.:: He said. If it opened completely, they would die. The south pole was too cold for any of them to survive. Kevin wouldn't begin to wonder how long he would last in his monstrous form, either. He had never endured the cold. It was possible, maybe, but for how long?

Minutes was all they had left. Minutes before they would die either a scorching death from the Savage Land systems to prevent the Brood virus from spreading to the rest of the world, or minutes to survive the frigid cold of Antarctica.

The monster gave a snort at Rusty's impression, beginning to walk to the front of the Rex. ::Shut up. We need to get back and help kill the Qu--::

Kevin didn't see what hit him. The lashing tail of the Brood Rex struck him. The incredible forces hit with the power of a battering ram, the unprepared and unresisting Genoshan taking the blow full on. The brutal blow sent the monster into the trees, reeling like the ugliest, flailing rag doll in the air.

Kevin could only think that what they did wasn't enough as he hit a tree with a violent crack, tumbling into the cooling ground. The blow left him dazed, vision fading for a few moments as he gathered any wits he had left. The orange light from the Genoshan's eyes faded as they drifted to a close, Freakshow's strength withering away.



Back in the clearing, the Rex pushed up from the ground. Burned and battered and scorched, it gave a sort of sound that was somewhere between a growl and a mocking laugh. The feint of defeat was something beyond the Brood's host's comprehension. The Tyrannosaur was incapable of such deceit, but there were other minds that shared it. The minds of the Queen, Marrow, Werewolf, and Wolfsbane also shared its body, and they were not simply coldblooded reptiles that hunted prey and basked in the Sun.

They were the Brood.

Intelligence was Brood. Strength was Brood. Survival was Brood.

And in the end, all would become Brood or they would perish.

The Rex, the Tyrant Lizard King, had been forced into the collective. The apex predator of its time, this time, and all times known to man or Brood, the Rex was successful. The mass extinction event it faced now paled in comparison to the events millions of years ago. It had survived in Savage Land and now that the portals were opening, it would survive this world.

With a seething, cruel mind of its own and of the Brood, the Rex opened its mouth and roared the final call. It would be the dirge of these children's funeral and its mouth would be the shovel that dug the pit to their grave, its stomach.
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Rusty Collins
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JP with Rusty and Brood Rex

It was the strange cackling growl that made Rusty’s blood freeze in his veins, and for the first time he took note of the mocking malicious cleverness shining in the one good eyes of the Brood Rex. The thought that it could have outsmarted him never even occurred to him, and as he stood there frozen in place he started to wonder if he might have made his biggest mistake yet.

The second deadly roar shook him out of his paralyzing stupor and he blinked his eyes several times with small staggering steps backward. Stumbling backward, he glanced around to see what happened to Kevin, but couldn’t see him anywhere. And as the Rex snapped into motion his flames reappeared with an audible whoosh of air. He turned to put some distance between him and the monstrosity and felt a sudden surge beneath his feet as he started to run.

“No…not now!”

Lifted off his feet he screamed as he was launched across the clearing like a flaming missile, crashing through some brush and hitting a thick-trunked tree. He scarcely managed to get his feet under him to brace the impact. Breathing heavily he clung to the side of the tree and looked back at his fiery trail in astonishment as the Rex gave chase.

Rusty set his jaw firm, closed his eyes and concentrated. A dense wall of flame sprang up from the earth in front of the charging beast, causing it to stop in its tracks before colliding with it. Orange glowing eyes popped open and from his tenacious perch Rusty willed two more walls to pop up on either side of the Rex. He hopped to the ground, setting underbrush ablaze as he continued to stare defiantly at the beast he was caging.

The T-Rex turned, trying to get out the back before Rusty could throw the last wall up.

Fire was not something the beast truly feared. It burned. It singed its chitinous flesh. It made its nerves scream with pain. But fire was primitive in nature and the Brood was the most evolved of all creatures. The staying wall thwarted its personal instincts enough to keep it at bay, losing a step or two as it recoiled from the hot wall. The Rex snarled over it, dripping saliva. Over the tongues of red flames, the Rex could see the mutant tucked away within burning brush.

Eyes independently then looked for a route. The section of the clearing had been quarantined by the flames and the pyrokinetic was trying to fortify it. Huffing and growling, the Rex took a few more steps back, its Broodling flesh writhing like a million insects. Its directive would be fulfilled, with or without its survival.

Powerful legs pushed it forward in a sudden burst of speed. It achieved an action that it would never normally do, out of risk of personal injury. But the Rex was not alone, its mind guided by the other minds of the Brood. They gave it courage, they gave it strength. A legion of one, and it would succeed.

The Rex jumped.

Like a hurdler or one of its lesser saurian cousins, the Rex went airborn for a brief moment, literally leaping over the most dense fires of Rustys' wall. It landed hard, a bone breaking in its leg -- but it did not care. The incomplete wall that Rusty was raising was less of a hurdle, and after that, a hot meal waited for its stomach. It pushed forward, braving more burning flesh, and charged at the pyrokinetic.

Rusty could see the silhouette of the beast behind the flames as it twisted its massive head back and forth, inspecting its situation and apparently trying to make a decision. He found himself shaking his head as he watched the Rex take a few steps backward, knowing already how this was going to play out. “No,” he mumbled under his breath, a wisp of flame coming out on his breath. “Don’t-“

Just then the Rex lunged forward, springing upward quickly and propelling himself up and almost over the wall. With a mangled tail burning behind him he landed hard on, crumpling one of his legs slightly but apparently not deterring the creature’s sheer determination. And as fires crawled over the body of the Rex, it swiveled toward him and with incredible speed began a hobbling charge that brought it straight through the foliage and in his direction.

“Would you just die already?!”

Focusing on the flames that were already consuming it, Rusty turned them up, leaping out of the way of a deadly chomp that hit the tree where he had been perched a second prior. Splinters of wood and bark sprayed through the air.

Singed by the fires, its tail was crisped, and the hideous infected riptile continued forward, uncaring as to the further pains it would suffer. The hot tongues licked its body. The Rex was relentless, however, and it continued its assault. Clawed feet pounded at the ground, the sharp pain in its leg ignored as it bulldozed into the fiery trees. Its mouth slashed at the spot Rusty had been standing, but yet again the mutant had avoided, leaving it only a mouth full of teeth.

The beast roared and turned, its blazing tail slicing through the brush. The blade cut through a tree above the boy's head. The Brood Rex continued its turn and faced Rusty again, stomping after him along the edge of the clearing.

"Would you just die already?!" the mutant screamed.

And a very distorted, deep voice, words came from somewhere. "The Brood can never die. The Imperiatrix is unending. All must become Brood or all must perish. This is the fate of all things. There can be only Imperiatrix." It growled the words, hoarse, speaking through undeveloped vocal cords.

"All is at an end, mutant. Your resistance has made you weak. We do not know what you have done to fight the infection, but you will join Kevin Zaan in destruction." The towering beast stepped ahead of the pyrokinetic, coming to a dead stop as it faced the boy. Knife like teeth hung from its jaws, its crested head stilling, only the tip of its tail swaying.

"There is no where else to run, Rusty," it hissed the words. "There is only Imperiatrix!" The Brood Rex roared and lunged, jaws opening as it angled to the side, meaning to sweep forward and bite rather than strike like a snake.

It would swallow the mutant whole.
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Freakshow
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JP between Freakshow, Firefist, and the Brood Rex.

It probably shouldn’t have surprised him. He should have been used to the unnatural by this time. But even with his experience in Utopia, and even in light of having the Freakshow Kevin speak into his mind-Rusty couldn’t rightly account for what happened next.

The thing talked to him. On a raspy and gravel-toned voice it spoke clearly and intelligibly. Rusty stopped where he was and turned to face the Rex. This wasn’t just a big scary monster. This was an extension of the collective consciousness in physical form before him. In horror he realized he had nowhere to go, and that his fires weren’t nearly as effective as he thought they were.

The fighter took over in Rusty and he stood his ground. “I’m taking you with me,” he growled-the flames around him burning brighter and hotter as he focused a swirling halo of fire on the T-Rex. Pushing his powers harder than he ever had before, he heard the popping of superheated muscle and sinew crackling under the intensity of his fire. He didn’t stop. He turned it up higher, gritting his teeth and narrowing his eyes, his own body disappearing within the flame as the massive jaw dipped to gobble him up.


The Rex's mouth opened wide, absorbing all the flames and devouring them equally. The inside of the Brood Rex's mouth was burnt, but it did not stop the attack. Without restraint it moved to swallow the boy, bulldozing through brush and foliage to finally get it's kill.

One bite was all it would take.

One bite and Rusty would meet his end.

One bite and there would be no more fires to burn.

And that was one bite that would never come.

The iron maiden that was the Rex's mouth stopped as its teeth hovered mere inches from Rusty's body. The mutant would be standing in the chasm of the charred oral cavity, the Rex's humid, rank breath pushing through the fires to brush against Rusty's face. Only the tongue could move, its mouth burned off, but attempting to fight through the fires to strangle Rusty.

On the top and bottom jaw both, a set of claws clung. Curved and solid, harder than steel, attached to limbs that made the great trees of this forest look small. Gnarled scales that looked more like roots than flesh twisted together into a natural armor that surpassed natural limitations. They angled back up the limbs, attached to nothing but muscle and ruddy brown-green skin.

Some twenty-five feet above, leaning down, a pair of pupiless orange eyes glared above a set of jaws that could be nothing but the gates of some Hellish place. Blocking out the sun, the titanic head -- noticably bigger than the Brood Rex itself -- gave a low, seething growl, shaking the chilled air of the trees in a deep pitch that few ears could hear.

The Rex struggled against the set of claws, but it wasn't going anywhere.

::Move, yeh bloody turd. Can't say I won't step on yeh.::

And indeed, the new behemoth could not. It began to push at the Rex like it was nothing more than a toy, fifty feet of pure power lurching it back into the center of the clearing with three sets of legs. Standing over thirty feet tall, the monstrosity was the paragon of the Genoshan's ability, bred to move and bred to destroy. The colossus towered even the Brood Rex. Incredible forces lifted the Rex and finally shoved it back on its own feet, where it recovered with a growl.

"Not dead yet?" the Brood Rex growled. "You would be welcomed in the Imperiatrix, Kevin Zaan, were you not such an aborration. You would have been the greatest of the Brood."

Above the Rex, twisted teeth came together, its low thrum still shaking the air. ::Yeh can talk? Good. Now I can finally say this and know yeh can understand: yeh're the biggest fokking prawn I've ever seen! Even fokkin' Rusty's torching yehr face! Now I'm going to rip it off.::

With a roar that would shake the heavens, the Genoshan trampled forward to end the battle.


No matter how hot the flames got the Rex did not stop coming. Chunks of flesh burnt to a crisp fell off of its body and a curling column of black choking smoke stretched and wound its way up to the rapidly cooling sky, and Rusty was putting as much into it as he could manage with his six months of actual experience.

A feeling of dread sank in as the fiery silhouette descended on him. A sense of loss and sorrow tried to edge its way in as he thought of all of the things he’d never done and the people he wouldn’t get to say goodbye to. They were fleeting thoughts, passing lightly through the landscape of his mind as he continued his assault. If he could manage one thing before dying it would be making sure this thing didn’t make it out of here to terrorize anyone else. Maybe in light of the Imperiatrix it wasn’t much, but it was all he had.

Hot fetid breath washed over him, consuming him with a host of nauseating smells that would stick in his nostrils for days afterwards. But the Rex stopped before taking the final bite. Rusty heard a familiar voice in his head and the Rex turned its full attention to the towering new and improved Kevin Zaan. Rusty stared in awe, wondering why he had ever thought it was a good idea to pick a fight with Kevin in the first place.

::… yeh're the biggest fokking prawn I've ever seen! Even Rusty's torching yehr face! Now I'm going to rip it off.::

“Hey!” Rusty protested. What was this ‘even Rusty’ crap?




There was Kevin and then there was the monster. A boy who had been raised and a monster who had been enslaved. Both had been set to work for a regime that would not grant them the delicacies of life. Both had been forced to do things they did not want to do. There were times in Kevin's life where there was nothing to live for. There were times in the monster's life where it could not fulfill the instincts that it was born with. These were the times that the dichotomy between them came together. There was no opposition, there was no resistance either mentally or physically. Seperate beings or one in the same, neither gave a damn. All they wanted was the one thing.

They would have it.

For the Genoshan side of the mutant, the boy without much of a place, he would fight. There would be no end to his resilience against travesty or horror. He had lived through it. He had lived through the selection of usefulness. He had lived through the Apocalypse and the attack on Genosha. He had survived religious attacks and the afflictions of God. Kevin Zaan would not give up without gritted teeth. He would not give up what had become precious until there was nothing left in the world he could do.

The monster had suffered the same history. It had been forced to serve. A creature of a nature undefined, from a place that did not exist and did, it had been born here with the mind of a creature far more feeble than it. It was made to be obedient. It was made to help build. These things went against its very nature. The monster had suffered long enough. Though it still resented the creature it had become attached to, in all forms and shapes, it resented these insects even more.

And neither the Genoshan nor the monster would tolerate dying to a primeval skink.

The collision of Rex and titan shocked the air. Jaws snapped and bit, teeth grazing off scale and frill. The monster's titanic limbs swept at the air, more than able to crack through the Rex's hide with little struggle, but the smaller Rex was no fool. It knew the power that it contested and it would find a weakness.

The Genoshan's mouth opened wide, releasing a roar of fury with a raised head, and the Rex found it.

It pushed forward, under the first pair of limbs that acted as arms and snapped up with its great mouth. The Genoshan reared with surprising speed, achieved only on pure strength, and accommodated, standing only on its back two legs. Pressed some fifty feet into the air, its second pair of limbs caught the mouth. The Rex gave a cry at its failed attempt and tried to pull, but those claws did not release them. Instead, they passed the Rex up higher as the monstrosity came down, holding it with its half-arm, half-leg front set of appendages. The Rex snapped and bit, breaking a few teeth on the claws that were harder than them.

The monster roared as the Rex struggled, holding its mouth open. Brutally, it snapped down between the Brood Rex's own jaws and bit through the tongue, lurching back and tossing the flailing thing into the air where it would land into the trees. The Rex buckled and rolled, the monster moving with it, and the Rex found itself pressed into the ground beneath the monster. It tried to get up, fighting with all its strength. A clawed hand slipped and the Rex found the arm for a moment, but more teeth broke on the durable hide.

The Genoshan fished its claw back into the Rex's mouth as it turned, yanking it back. The thunderous roll of motion and fighting trampled the clearing. Keeping on top of it, Freakshow forced it onto its side, a powerful third limb stomping on its hip. The pelvice broke, snapping into brittle bones like it was nothing, its leg flailing helplessly.

With all the might and power of the Brood at its disposal, the monster was disappointed.

Holding it in place with the foot, it twisted the Rex's head up. One set of claws curled around the front of the Rex's head and jaw, the other pressing down on its lower mandible. Tonnes of untested forces pulled back, but the claws slipped, the Rex's jaw clamping shut. The claws groped for perch again, found none, and resorted to a single brutal punch to the top of the Rex's head with spiked knuckles.

Something broke within, weakening the Brood King's bite, and those jaws opened again. The Genoshan wasted no time at all, grasping those jaws again. It strained for only a moment until the lower jaw passed beyond the Rex's natural limits. The lower jaw cracked, tendons snapping audibly, as the Genoshan's knuckle pushed it into the ground.

Helplessly, the Rex could no longer bite, and angling the head verticle, Kevin brought both clawed arms up to the snout. Driving its weight down and assaulting the skull with both arms, the skull of the Rex caved in. Bones snapped and fractured innumerably, the dense skull of the creature folding into its brain cavity.

All that it was and could be measured was lost. The Brood Rex went limp, tail no longer lashing at the air or striking at the titan's stomach. Its legs did not struggle. It did not draw breath, it did not bite.

For a moment the monster found itself standing over the Rex, unfamiliar with its death just yet, and it reached out, taking both jaws in hand, and closing and opening them shut. There was no bite or breath escaping between them, no hiss or words, no great roar of defiance.

Satisfied, the Genoshan creature let go of the head. It opened its mouth and roared down at it, then grasped again, shook the Rex's skull in its defeat, and raised its head to the skies. The Genoshan unleashed a deathly roar that would be heard for miles, victorious in all claims. A frosty haze of fog seeped its mouth as it did, breath like a faux torrent of flame into the ever-colder air as it stood victoriously over its kill.

It repeated the roar several more times, until it was satisfied that all would hear it, even those in the temple and the Brood Queen herself. She would know that she had failed.

The Genoshan slammed back down on to all six limbs, breathed a long breath, growling and raging within, but it was contented by the dead corpse of the Tyrant Brood King beneath it. Directed by the Genoshan mind within, the titan turned its head, orange eyes scanning the treeline.

Eyes narrowing on the other mutant, quite pleased, the monster drew in a breath as it towered over him.

::Don't worry. I won't tell anyone yeh shit yehrself.:: The beast gave a deep thrum of mocking laughter in its throat. Maybe he was joking, maybe he wasn't. It looked to the side, gazing over the trees. He could see the temple from where he was. ::Let's get back and make sure the others aren't dead yet. I've got ten stomachs to feed.::


Stunned and speechless Rusty just stared at the mangled mess that had been the Brood-Rex. It had been burnt beyond recognition and then torn and tenderized. All that was left was a smoldering heap of meat that filled the air with a nauseating stench and Rusty looked from the terrifying sight of the Rex up at the roaring vision of Freakshow in all his triumph and glory.

When he hit the ground with his forefeet Rusty actually stumbled backwards and fell on his ass. Staring in shock it took a minute for the words to hit home. And he actually smirked, and then it gave way to a laugh. “You’re a real asshole, you know that?” It took considerable effort to pull himself to his feet.

He was exhausted. He’d never pushed himself that hard with his powers before. On wobbly legs he realized that though his spirit was still in the fight, his flesh was weak. “You know I did most of the work there.”

Unfortunately there was no way he was walking right now. With one great leap he landed in a crouch on Kevin’s gargantuan back. His eyes were still blazing and he kept a crown of fire atop his head. “Let’s go finish this.”
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