The SuperBeast Chronicles 4

Mike sees a couple of people who were against him when he AngelBeast came about. He looks at them with hatred and disappointment in his eyes.

Mike: Don't fucking talk to me. Any of you.

His head turns and is met with a right fist from AngelBeast. He staggers back and his greeted with a knee to his stomach, followed by an elbow to the back of his neck.

AngelBeast: I expected this to happen sooner or later. It should've been me, not you! I should have the power! Not you! ME!

Mike spits. He gets to his feet.

Mike: I was the one because you couldn't fathom my depth of pain!

Mike goes for a straight forward kick, only for it to be swiped away by AngelBeast. Mike chops at his neck, doing little damage. AngelBeast sweeps out Mike's leg from under him, and drops an elbow on his inner thigh. Mike rolls backwards to evade further attack. He gets up holding his leg. AngelBeast goes for an overhead punch which Mike catches. Using his professional wrestling experience, he flips AngelBeast onto his back, and sends his point across with a punch to his sternum. Still holding his arm he flings him into the window of his house, sending shards all over the floor of the house. Mike walks over the shards and into the house. AngelBeast throws a lamp at Mike's head, which barely misses Mike, grazing his cheek. AngelBeast goes for a high kick to Mike's head which he blocks along with a left jab. Mike throws a jab of his own and his thrown onto his couch. AngelBeast grabs a shard and tries to plunge it into Mike's chest, who moves in the nick of time. He rolls onto his feet and forward kicks AngelBeast in the head. Mike capitalizes by throwing him through the wall into the kitchen. He walks over to pick him up and gets low blowed by AngelBeast. Mike doubles over as AngelBeast goes by the stove and puts the pilot on, trying to shove Mike's head into the flame. He ends up slamming his head onto the stove. Looking for something else, he finds a open pack of cigarettes and lights one up. He takes a drag on it and puts it out in Mike's eye. Mike screams in pain as his vision is impaired. Upstairs, Cammy grabs a plate and throws it down at AngelBeast, hitting him in the head, getting his attention.

AngelBeast: You jezebel!

AngelBeast does a single jump up to her. She backhands him and spinning sidekicks him in the stomach, with little effect done. Mike is downstairs trying to get to his feet. He sees Cammy held high over AngelBeast's head.

Mike: This is between you and me, leave her alone!

AngelBeast: Why must you deny me of the pleasure of seeing the one you love in utter agony?!

Mike: C'mon, you fuck! Let her go!

AngelBeast: Ooh...very poor choice of words.

AngelBeast drops her as Mike watches her fall down to the living room floor. He stumbles over to her.

Mike: Cammy!

Cammy coughs heavily and winces in pain.

Cammy: Mike...my leg...it's broke. It has to be.

Mike gets to his feet. He picks her up. His eye is black from ash. His face is cut up, and his clothes are tattered. He gently puts her down on the couch.

Mike: I'll be back, I promise.

Mike limps upstairs to confront AngelBeast. Mike fires off a Hadoken, sending AngelBeast crashing through the walls and onto the front lawn. Mike jumps down, and connects with an elbow drop. AngelBeast recovers and throws Mike into the street. He walks over, as if he had no damage inflicted upon him whatsoever. People begin crowding around them as cops try to keep them under control. AngelBeast sparks an idea.

AngelBeast: I've probably crippled your pathetic wife, I might as well kill these people you've failed miserably to protect.

Mike: Fu...ck...you...you wann..abe...

AngelBeast attacked random members of the crowd. Some lie on the ground with severe injuries and some dead. The police draw their guns and open fire. They do no effect to his flesh. He takes two officers heads and slam them together, causing them to turn into a mushy mixture of brains. He dropped the bodies and grabbed one of their revolvers and puts them to Mike's shoulder and shoots him. Mike feels the pain like a hot sledgehammer to his arm. AngelBeast takes the blood from the wound and smears it across his cheeks, as if it was warpaint.

AngelBeast: Stay down! Damn you, stay the hell down! Just accept the fact that you cannot defeat me! I know your every move!

Mike tries to get to his feet and is kicked in his injured leg by AngelBeast, sending him on all fours.

AngelBeast: Stay down like the dog you are!

Mike: If you know my every move, then I guess you didn't see that coming.

AngelBeast: What?

Mike: THIS!

Mike, using all his effort, executes a Flash Kick like move, sending AngelBeast into a mailbox, causing it to explode into shrapnel. Mike gets to his feet, his vision severely damaged, his leg limp and his shoulder bleeding profusely.

Mike: Time for you to be sent back to Hell...this time, I'm making sure that you're erased from all life.

Mike felt his blood boil. He drops to his good knee and felt his head ache so bad that he felt like it was two sizes too small for his brain. The horns begins to protrude from his head. AngelBeast smiles.

AngelBeast: I was hoping you resort to that.

AngelBeast's halo emerged, a gold circle illuminating from above his head, turning solid. Mike had tottally transfromed into SuperBeast, but still had impaired vision. Mike's power was too drained to battle in top form, nevertheless, it wouldn't stop him. AngelBeast quickly transformed into a powder white complexion monster, strongly resembling the crimson SuperBeast. Losing wasn't an option for Mike, even though with the odds against him, he didn't have a whisper of a wish let alone a prayer of surviving.