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Braggock found the school bus surrounded by some kind of ninja guys, and a big mutant dude on super roids. There were no cops responding. The streets were abandoned and fires and wreckage were everywhere under the eerie dark and cloudless sky. Children cried inside the bus. Children were in danger.
He sent fire first, to announce his arrival. Flames in the form of giant spectral wolves that blasted some of the ninja guys away from the bus. They howled and mauled the assassins, devouring their clothing and burning their flesh.
The other dark soldiers made no effort to aid their companions, they merely hurled shuriken into the shadows, all missing the towering form who stood in the alleyway. The mutant roid guy stood sniffing the air, trying to zero in on a scent.
Braggock stepped out of the darkness and let his banked fires flare, surrounding his black shape in an orange aura of heat. For a split second, everything was still, as the enemy regarded him in startlement. Then the roid rager attacked with a roar.
Sharp metal objects hurtled at Braggock, some of them melting into slag before even reaching him, the rest clattering away harmlessly. The roid monster however, was not so easily deterred. He crashed into Braggock, both of the rocking back to shatter a brick wall behind them. Braggock grappled with the beast, locking his hands around wrists as thick as his own.
Planting his feet, Braggock pushed off the cratored brick wall, moving one step forward, pushing the mutant creature back a step. Grunting with effort, Braggock gave the mutant a shove, then brought his right fist around and clouted him in the face with a muted crunch. The guy just rolled with the punch and turned back to grin through bloody teeth at Braggock. Then the fight began in earnest.
Both giants traded blows in turn, rights and lefts, blocking and counter punching, incredibly powerful blows, rocking the street with the sound of thunder, neither giving an inch. Braggock wasn't causing much damage with his punches, but the mutant thing was burning himself with every strike.
Meanwhile, in the school bus, the bus driver was staring fearfully at a streetlight, which was blinking rapidly in what seemed to be some kind of pattern. One of the children, Sammie, moved up and stared at the light. "Mr. Simmons? That light is blinked Morse code."
Charlie Simmons stared down at the child. "How do you know that, Sammie?"
"Boy scouts, sir. Do you want to know what it says?"
"Yes, Sammie, that would be nice."
Braggock was not prepared for the behemoth to bodily pick him up and throw him, but he was only thrown across the street, to crash through the stainless steel security door of a pawn shop. The door slowed his momentum.
Metal shrieked as Braggock crawled out of the mangled door. He was just getting to his feet, when the monster picked him up by the neck and slammed him down into the pavement, through the surface layer of concrete. Then tremendous punches and stomps began driving him deeper into the street.
It was increasingly clear that when it came to strength, Braggock was beaten. But it was also clear that his own incredibly durable substance was not being in any way severely harmed by the roid monster. Thus it was a kind of standoff.
Concentrating for a second, Braggock released some of the fire inside his core. A blast wave of heat and concussive force hurled the roid monster off of him and through the air to knock over a steel street lamp.
Braggock climbed out of his hole in the ground and walked over to his enemy, who was rolling on the ground, putting out the flames. He bent down and with both hands, picked up the twisted shaft of the street lamp. The steel pole began to glow cherry red with heat, Braggock lifted it over his head and brought it crashing down onto the roid monster, over and over and over again.
The ninja guys had given up throwing and shooting things at him, seeing as how most of their weapons either melted, or ricocheted off of his rocky crust. Why they thought it a good idea to attack him with swords, he would never know, but they mobbed him, dozens attacked him at once. Leaving the bus unattended...
The lights told them to wait for a distraction that drew the ninja's off, then get off the bus and follow the lights. Charlie Simmons got the eight kids off the bus in near silence, crouched low, and herded them after the lights...street lights...crossing signs...security lamps...all leading them to an abandoned parking complex.
There were homeless people there. Men and women, all of them wearing worn and damaged cast-offs, but clean and well fed for all that. They were clear eyed and kind, wrapping the kids in blankets and leading them to barrel fires. Charlie asked if there was anyone in charge he could talk to. He was introduced to a man called Dash. Dash reassured him that everything was just fine, they were safe.
"If that big guys with the glowing eyes was your friend, he's getting his butt kicked." Charlie said in concern.
"Oh no. Braggock is just buying time for you all to get away. The fight will be over now. Just relax, get some food, or take a nap."
The bus was empty. Braggock used it to take out the ninja's, shoulder checking it hard enough to rock it onto it's side, then sending it sliding into them like a massively over sized and badly shaped bowling ball into pins. He still held the flaming lamp pole, which he used to knock down the few still standing. Then he hurled it like a spear and stuck the roid monster to the street like a beetle in a display case. He walked over and stood over the thing, as it tried to grip the steel shaft through it's middle with blackened, charred hands.
Braggock touched the steel shaft and closed his eyes. All of the fires in the surrounding area snuffed out, one by one. For a second, the temperature dropped rapidly. Then Braggock opened his eyes.
The steel pole evaporated. The roid monster and the ninja's burned to ashes instantly, along with all the trash in the street. The pavement melted and ran like rivers of tar, the glass all along the street shattered, metal puddled. It was like the place had turned into the surface of the sun...
Then it all cooled, rapidly. The street turned into a solid, if rippled surface, the metal frozen lakes of mirror brightness, the ashes and dust of bodies and trash merging into a kind of smokey cloud. Braggock stood alone, glowing with orange light.
Over the next few minutes, the temperature returned to normal. Braggock banked his fires and slowly cooled his surface enough to avoid burning or melting anything that he touched. He looked around and then picked a direction. There were more people to save in the neighborhood. He also needed to find a new hoodie, since he'd burned through his clothes again. He had really liked that Hoodie. It had superman's symbol on it. He loved superman. The man of steel. Just like his dad.
Braggock kept walking.
He sent fire first, to announce his arrival. Flames in the form of giant spectral wolves that blasted some of the ninja guys away from the bus. They howled and mauled the assassins, devouring their clothing and burning their flesh.
The other dark soldiers made no effort to aid their companions, they merely hurled shuriken into the shadows, all missing the towering form who stood in the alleyway. The mutant roid guy stood sniffing the air, trying to zero in on a scent.
Braggock stepped out of the darkness and let his banked fires flare, surrounding his black shape in an orange aura of heat. For a split second, everything was still, as the enemy regarded him in startlement. Then the roid rager attacked with a roar.
Sharp metal objects hurtled at Braggock, some of them melting into slag before even reaching him, the rest clattering away harmlessly. The roid monster however, was not so easily deterred. He crashed into Braggock, both of the rocking back to shatter a brick wall behind them. Braggock grappled with the beast, locking his hands around wrists as thick as his own.
Planting his feet, Braggock pushed off the cratored brick wall, moving one step forward, pushing the mutant creature back a step. Grunting with effort, Braggock gave the mutant a shove, then brought his right fist around and clouted him in the face with a muted crunch. The guy just rolled with the punch and turned back to grin through bloody teeth at Braggock. Then the fight began in earnest.
Both giants traded blows in turn, rights and lefts, blocking and counter punching, incredibly powerful blows, rocking the street with the sound of thunder, neither giving an inch. Braggock wasn't causing much damage with his punches, but the mutant thing was burning himself with every strike.
Meanwhile, in the school bus, the bus driver was staring fearfully at a streetlight, which was blinking rapidly in what seemed to be some kind of pattern. One of the children, Sammie, moved up and stared at the light. "Mr. Simmons? That light is blinked Morse code."
Charlie Simmons stared down at the child. "How do you know that, Sammie?"
"Boy scouts, sir. Do you want to know what it says?"
"Yes, Sammie, that would be nice."
Braggock was not prepared for the behemoth to bodily pick him up and throw him, but he was only thrown across the street, to crash through the stainless steel security door of a pawn shop. The door slowed his momentum.
Metal shrieked as Braggock crawled out of the mangled door. He was just getting to his feet, when the monster picked him up by the neck and slammed him down into the pavement, through the surface layer of concrete. Then tremendous punches and stomps began driving him deeper into the street.
It was increasingly clear that when it came to strength, Braggock was beaten. But it was also clear that his own incredibly durable substance was not being in any way severely harmed by the roid monster. Thus it was a kind of standoff.
Concentrating for a second, Braggock released some of the fire inside his core. A blast wave of heat and concussive force hurled the roid monster off of him and through the air to knock over a steel street lamp.
Braggock climbed out of his hole in the ground and walked over to his enemy, who was rolling on the ground, putting out the flames. He bent down and with both hands, picked up the twisted shaft of the street lamp. The steel pole began to glow cherry red with heat, Braggock lifted it over his head and brought it crashing down onto the roid monster, over and over and over again.
The ninja guys had given up throwing and shooting things at him, seeing as how most of their weapons either melted, or ricocheted off of his rocky crust. Why they thought it a good idea to attack him with swords, he would never know, but they mobbed him, dozens attacked him at once. Leaving the bus unattended...
The lights told them to wait for a distraction that drew the ninja's off, then get off the bus and follow the lights. Charlie Simmons got the eight kids off the bus in near silence, crouched low, and herded them after the lights...street lights...crossing signs...security lamps...all leading them to an abandoned parking complex.
There were homeless people there. Men and women, all of them wearing worn and damaged cast-offs, but clean and well fed for all that. They were clear eyed and kind, wrapping the kids in blankets and leading them to barrel fires. Charlie asked if there was anyone in charge he could talk to. He was introduced to a man called Dash. Dash reassured him that everything was just fine, they were safe.
"If that big guys with the glowing eyes was your friend, he's getting his butt kicked." Charlie said in concern.
"Oh no. Braggock is just buying time for you all to get away. The fight will be over now. Just relax, get some food, or take a nap."
The bus was empty. Braggock used it to take out the ninja's, shoulder checking it hard enough to rock it onto it's side, then sending it sliding into them like a massively over sized and badly shaped bowling ball into pins. He still held the flaming lamp pole, which he used to knock down the few still standing. Then he hurled it like a spear and stuck the roid monster to the street like a beetle in a display case. He walked over and stood over the thing, as it tried to grip the steel shaft through it's middle with blackened, charred hands.
Braggock touched the steel shaft and closed his eyes. All of the fires in the surrounding area snuffed out, one by one. For a second, the temperature dropped rapidly. Then Braggock opened his eyes.
The steel pole evaporated. The roid monster and the ninja's burned to ashes instantly, along with all the trash in the street. The pavement melted and ran like rivers of tar, the glass all along the street shattered, metal puddled. It was like the place had turned into the surface of the sun...
Then it all cooled, rapidly. The street turned into a solid, if rippled surface, the metal frozen lakes of mirror brightness, the ashes and dust of bodies and trash merging into a kind of smokey cloud. Braggock stood alone, glowing with orange light.
Over the next few minutes, the temperature returned to normal. Braggock banked his fires and slowly cooled his surface enough to avoid burning or melting anything that he touched. He looked around and then picked a direction. There were more people to save in the neighborhood. He also needed to find a new hoodie, since he'd burned through his clothes again. He had really liked that Hoodie. It had superman's symbol on it. He loved superman. The man of steel. Just like his dad.
Braggock kept walking.
