FireHunter vs. Tawganator
FireHunter,
Xenomorph,
10 years ago
The city had been taken over, that much was clear. Hive webbing spilled from the hole in the floor of the Empire State building and covered the art deco interior with an organic, gruesome pattern that would fill a human's nightmares.
Out on the streets all was still, the same substance that covered the inside of the buildings had also covered the outside and spilled out onto the road, broken bodies hung limply in the Hive Resin with their ribcages burst open along the sides of the buildings. The only noise was a stereo somewhere in one of the solar-powered cars, blasting out 1950s rock and roll in the silence, the energy and life of the music was eerie in the deathly stagnancy of the once-bustling New York streets.
A group of survivors, clad in thick clothes and face-masks, emerged running from the doors of the dilapidated Chrysler Building, out among resin-choked cars and rotting bodies, where even the carrion birds dared not go. Deep and resonant growls echoed in the building behind them as the creature they'd awoken stirred and ran after them, a fourteen-foot tall harbinger of death came barging through the doors behind them, sending the door frame flying in pieces behind its prey. Heavy footsteps of a seven-ton war machine made the cars shudder in their Hive Resin casings.
The humans didn't scream, they only ran. One of them tripped and was subsequently caught by the beast, grabbed by the ankle and hurled like a baseball over the heads of his peers, his bones making an all-too-audible crunch on impact.
The colossal red-black titan was quickly catching up to them, crushing everything beneath its thundering footsteps as it charged forward, swiping a second human out of the way as it picked up more speed, the man slammed into the corner of a nearby building and his body exploded on impact in a shower of gore and innards.
FireHunter leaped, soaring over the final human and landing directly in front of them, staring the human in the eyes with a blind head as she stumbled and fell, knowing her doom was upon her as the long, bony tail, tipped with a three-foot blade capable of slicing a man in half, raised high above the beast's hunched back, high above its long, mobile spines, and high above its hideous, fanged head. Mandibles slowly twitched and stretched as the monster advanced slowly on the woman, tail poised like a scorpion. She didn't move, the beast was upon her now, looming over like a deadly black cloud of chitin, muscle and bone.
FireHunter grabbed his prey around the waist and hoisted her into the air, standing up straight and howling into her face. Promptly it tossed her skywards and made a show of slicing her straight down the middle with its tail. Blood showered the Hive Resin and FireHunter's mighty head.
Again, FireHunter roared, the unearthly noise overpowered the 50s rock and roll and reverberated through the city.