Atmospheric music - applicable to both halves of postThe UNARM facility was quickly overwhelmed by military units. The air was covered with swarms of Cobras and Apaches, strangely targeting friendly UNARM personnel and all sorts of infrastructure was being decimated. Though the stream of helicopters could not possibly be endless, their sheer numbers with their high-speed mobility blanketed the sky and the ground. The ground was no exception, as troops were being dropped in from the sky, and APCs, jeeps, and tanks took over all the roads. All over, they were converging from the outside in, killing everything off in a death circle.
Nearby, a military jeep was charging at Agent Caits at high-speeds, gunfire directed at the rogue agent. Try and dodge as she might, she could not escape the shooter's aim in open ground. The bullet stream was mere feet away when a huge glowing red figure came and collided with the jeep, crashing into its right side, sending the vehicle flying, tumbling into a building side before exploding upon impact.
Gershwin had since grown double in size, now standing at a towering 10 feet (3 meters) tall. Her arms had elongated, and her reach seemed longer than her height. Her legs were now triple-jointed, almost animal-like, but there was nothing natural about what Gershwin had become. The horns on her head were now as prominent as those on rams or bulls. Her body was covered in armour-like spikes. But perhaps the most astonishing was that she was on fire. Her head seemed to not be connected by neck but by a constant ring of red flames. In fact, in all her joints and orifices, fire seemed to spit out uncontrollable, as if the physical manifestation of her anger and pain, even now, could not be contained in her demonic form.
She stepped forward, her footsteps left ablaze in a hail of fire, and charged towards Agent Caits.
The Agent acted quickly, and side-stepped the raging being, but realized that Gershwin hadn't targeted her, but the tank further away. She leaped taller than the surrounding buildings before coming down, slamming herself onto the tank's top. Her sharp claws pierced through the metal and through the human flesh that operated the vehicle, now a toy in comparison to Gershwin.
Gershwin stood tall and turned to face Agent Caits. It took all her effort to articulate her following words in the most unruly voice:
"Make sure.... people know about this..."Gershwin turned to charge at another group. Behind the agent approached soldiers on motorcycles, firing at her.
The chamber room doors had been barricaded and blocked from both sides. However, this was no problem for Big Boss. He paced himself before running straight through the doors. The flying debris reached the other side of the room, and Cody had to make an effort to shield himself with his light powers to deflect the incoming projectiles. The wood split upon impact, the metals - the guns and explosives - bent and exploded, and even the incapacitated soldiers broke and rag-dolled, now deformed and distorted beyond recognition. When Cody put his shield down, there stood in front of him, his massive adversary.
"I suppose this is the part where I start my monologue. Corny as it may be, I am willing to do it. Either way, neither of us are making it out of this facility alive. You see, you and that stupid girl managed to break our systems of controlling you Subjects, and now with the effect of the rogue Agent Caits, the UN has necessitated the complete eradication of our secret project.
In other words, you've ruined me. You stupid
FUCKING kid."
The massive, morbidly obese, 6'10" man flexed and engaged all his muscles. At first, the whole scene looked like a large child having a jittery fit. Soon, however, his clothes loosened off his body as if he was shrinking. Soon, his trousers fell off his waist, and his coat and polo rested upon his broad shoulders. As if dramatically, Big Boss reached and tore apart his clothes, revealing a nude but unnaturally muscular, ripped human being.
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Author's note: he does not have 6 eyes and grey skin; This is a reference to his body-shape.)
Big Boss, the once incredibly fat office-worker, was now an Olympian-level strong-muscle man. He had no shame for his stark nudity, and for what reason should he, when his body seemed the pinnacle - the absolute perfection - of what the man could achieve, and then some.
"Tell me: what do you see?"
Cody replied: "I see nothing but the darkest of evil. You will not win." In both his hands, light gathered into orbs and readied himself to fire them at Big Boss. The target but simply smiled before he suddenly vanished.
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Author's note: gif reference of the sentence above: Big Boss moved so quickly that the human eye, even the Anomaly eye, could not perceive it.)
Big Boss dashed to the side, faster than Cody could even react, and before Cody could strengthen his shield, the hulking man punched his giant fist at Cody's temple. The shield could deflect a normal man's punch and even bullets, but the ridiculous force behind Big Boss' attack sent Cody flying, smashing into the side wall.
With his hypersensitive senses, Cody was dazed and hurt, shocked at the first real challenge to his powers. If he wasn't careful, he could actually be killed before he knew it. He readied and bolstered his shield but even before he could stand, Big Boss' hand caught his neck, squeezing effortlessly as if the neck was cotton candy, and threw Cody from floor to wall, again, and again, and again, before throwing him back to the center of the room. Before Cody could land, Big Boss dashed and kicked him mid-air, sending him flying to the far-side of the room. From there, Big Boss did a power pose, and gloated, laughing maniacally:
"I will not win!? I WILL NOT WIN!? YOU STUPID ANIMAL. I'VE ALREADY LOST. NEITHER OF US ARE GETTING OUT OF HERE ALIVE. BUT I AM MAKING SURE YOU DIE BECAUSE OF ME."
He laughed again, waiting for Cody's next move, if there was one.
