01000: A Melee of Epic Proportions (It Could Happen)
By: ~CANMANThe sand clings to the man's black pants as he waits in a desert wasteland. A gust of wind kicks the granules into the air, but the man's long, black velvet cape and filtered mask protect him from the sting. Unseen eyes scrutinize a man approaching from the desert. He makes a mental note of the man's confident steps, dark, sand-swept hair, muscular physique, knee-high red boots, red cape flapping in the blowing sand, and the red underwear over blue spandex. He can easily make out the red "S" on the man's chest, only ten feet away.
"So," the man in black sends his raspy voice across the sand; a voice now a cliche of all super villains, "We meet again, Superman."
"Yes, it would appear so," Superman replies, "but this time I will defeat you, Darth Vader. The powers of good shall triumph!"
"Ahhh... you dream big dreams, little man. I am sorry I cannot give you the joy of defeating me." Darth Vader produces a foot-long, black cylinder. He pushes an hidden button, and a six-foot beam of red light springs forth from the end pointed at Superman. "You see, Superman, I have upgraded my light saber with kryptonite. You have underestimated the power of the Dark Side."
"Once that might have fazed me, but your threat means nothing. I have developed this super strength adamentium shield to protect me!" Upon saying this, Superman thrusts his arm towards the sky, and a glittering silver shield appears on his arm. With his free hand he produces a cylinder similar to Darth Vader's from his Super Hero's Utility Belt. A shimmering beam of green light shoots forth from his rod. "Time to meet your doom, Darth Vader!"
The two figures converge in a dazzle of sparks. They become one reddish-blueish-black entity as each vies for an advantage over the other. Darth Vader brings his saber down towards Superman's head. Superman parries, and then thrusts his saber towards Vader's midsection. Darth Vader sidesteps, and returns with an attack to Superman's arm. His strike only encounter's the silver shield, and Superman chops at Darth Vader's shoulder. His strike is stopped in mid-swing by a deafening roar. Both Superman and Darth Vader turn toward the sound too late.
"Oh no, its Godzilla with power-armor!" Darth Vader screams as Superman is gobbled up to his red underwear-clad waist. His feet squirm as they protrude from the mouth of a gigantic twenty foot green monster who looks almost, but not quite like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Its body is clad in platinum/silver plated armor. A cylinder, one foot in diameter, rests on the left shoulder. On top of his silver/platinum head a pronged turret rotates, searching for a target. Finding what it desires, a dual line of blue blasts forth from the barrels. Darth Vader is flung into the air, his scorched body landing several yards away. The blue-spandex legs begin to spasm as the metal-clad monstrosity thrashes his head back and forth. Godzilla is suddenly attacked from its right flank; Darth Vader is back in the melee. An insistent voice booms from the sky "Tommmmmmyyyyyyyy! It's time for lunch! Get in this house right now!"
The battling figures fall lifeless to the sand as a distant door slams shut.
"So," the man in black sends his raspy voice across the sand; a voice now a cliche of all super villains, "We meet again, Superman."
"Yes, it would appear so," Superman replies, "but this time I will defeat you, Darth Vader. The powers of good shall triumph!"
"Ahhh... you dream big dreams, little man. I am sorry I cannot give you the joy of defeating me." Darth Vader produces a foot-long, black cylinder. He pushes an hidden button, and a six-foot beam of red light springs forth from the end pointed at Superman. "You see, Superman, I have upgraded my light saber with kryptonite. You have underestimated the power of the Dark Side."
"Once that might have fazed me, but your threat means nothing. I have developed this super strength adamentium shield to protect me!" Upon saying this, Superman thrusts his arm towards the sky, and a glittering silver shield appears on his arm. With his free hand he produces a cylinder similar to Darth Vader's from his Super Hero's Utility Belt. A shimmering beam of green light shoots forth from his rod. "Time to meet your doom, Darth Vader!"
The two figures converge in a dazzle of sparks. They become one reddish-blueish-black entity as each vies for an advantage over the other. Darth Vader brings his saber down towards Superman's head. Superman parries, and then thrusts his saber towards Vader's midsection. Darth Vader sidesteps, and returns with an attack to Superman's arm. His strike only encounter's the silver shield, and Superman chops at Darth Vader's shoulder. His strike is stopped in mid-swing by a deafening roar. Both Superman and Darth Vader turn toward the sound too late.
"Oh no, its Godzilla with power-armor!" Darth Vader screams as Superman is gobbled up to his red underwear-clad waist. His feet squirm as they protrude from the mouth of a gigantic twenty foot green monster who looks almost, but not quite like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Its body is clad in platinum/silver plated armor. A cylinder, one foot in diameter, rests on the left shoulder. On top of his silver/platinum head a pronged turret rotates, searching for a target. Finding what it desires, a dual line of blue blasts forth from the barrels. Darth Vader is flung into the air, his scorched body landing several yards away. The blue-spandex legs begin to spasm as the metal-clad monstrosity thrashes his head back and forth. Godzilla is suddenly attacked from its right flank; Darth Vader is back in the melee. An insistent voice booms from the sky "Tommmmmmyyyyyyyy! It's time for lunch! Get in this house right now!"
The battling figures fall lifeless to the sand as a distant door slams shut.
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