Sanctuary of the Odd

Chapter 11: Good vs. Evil

"Let's do this team!"

I stomped my way towards the Marine Knight. The area quickly turned into chaos as people were being thrown around. The mage was sent high up in the sky while the martial artist was tossed clear down the street.

"Looks like it's just me and you, little snot ball." The man said, his voice so deep that it practically resonated through his suit like it was a subwoofer.

"Looks like it." I responded.

"It seems like I'm the lucky one of the three of us. I'm not sure if I would have survived those other two. But you, you're barely balancing on those tree branch legs of yours.

I'm sure it looks that way, but after 18 years of walking this way, I've gotten used to it. I'm the balancing master!

"How about this, little snot ball: I'll let you take the first shot."

Don't mind if I do! I gave my arm the tensile strength of diamond, but I kept my arm flexible and light. I sacrificed my other arm to increase my arm's length and I threw it behind me. Then one flick of my shoulder, I lashed it at him like a whip. The kinetic energy of my swing traveled down my arm and increase along the way until-

CRACK

It hit him at several times the speed of sound. That and considering its hardness and the fact that it had a much higher surface area than a whip, meant he was in for a bad time. The impact threw him into a nearby building, collapsing it instantly.

He climbed out the wreckage, his power armor partially destroyed. If he hadn't been wearing that thing, he probably would have died horribly.

"Okay, kid's gloves are off." He pulled up his shotgun and blasted me with it. Several holes were pierced into me as bits of myself splattered behind me. He saw that he did some damage and grinned. He pumps his shotgun and fires another round but I duck out of the way this time. He pulls out a handgun and takes aim, but I ran towards him in zigzags making myself a harder target. He must have hit me one or two times, but I made it close to him. I turned my arm into a diamond bat and jab the top of it into his gut.

It breaks a bit of his armor and he falls in a supine position. I throw myself onto him and make myself super heavy at the height of my jump. Even with his armor, I could feel his ribs breaking. Then as I was weighing him down, I turned my body into acid and started to ooze into him. He screamed in agony as some of my arm seeped through his armor and onto his bare skin. He managed to free the arm that was holding the handgun, and he immediately took the opportunity to shoot me directly in the head.

The immediate loss of brain matter knocked me out of my senses and I fell onto the ground beside him. He took the moment to climb back to his feet and shoot me in the head again.

What remained of my brain swirled. "S-stop that!"

He lifted up his gun again, but this time I didn't accept that. I turned into a me shaped puddle of water, trying desperately to keep my brain intact. I slivered over and absorbed back the bits of brain I lost as he tried to shoot me while I move around in high speeds.

The bits of my brain rejoin the whole. I became solid again and quickly got back up. However, my opponent was looking away.

"What?" I could have taken the opportunity to attack him, but I had to ask. "What's the matter?"

"Little snot... How dare you show me your indecent form like that."

"What are you talking abou- oh" I looked down. Sotakeh's sweater already took too many hits from the bullets and the acid, so it all completely fell off when I turned into a liquid. I really needed to find clothing that can withstand this stuff. If I didn't quell this trend, I'd very quickly become the fan service character of some anime or something.

Still, felt like teasing the guy a bit. "What's the matter, do you not like what you see?" I said while making my approximation of a sexy pose.

"I mean, you're a little young for me."

"Oh, that's honestly completely reasonable." He certainly failed the "harem anime protagonist" test. Good for him.

"Also, I wasn't expecting you to be so... detailed. I was told you were some kind of puppet?"

"Yeah um... I'm not having this conversation again. Are we still fighting or do you want to chitchat?" If we chitchat, that'll give time for Raina and Panchi to finish their fights.

"Please... cover-up...."

I sighed. "Fine."

I summoned my duct tape from my inventory, but I summoned it in a way so it would turn into little duct tape shorts for my bottom half and another duct tape bra like before.

"Okay, please don't shoot at my groin or my chest areas or we'll have to pause again."

"Alright, are you ready, kid?"

"Yep"

He pulled out an assault rifle from his inventory space. I rolled out of the way as he tried to fire at me. He was deliberately aiming for my head now, he seems to have correctly recognized it as my weak point.

He fires a couple of grenades, one to the left of me and the other to the right. I stand in the middle to avoid taking damage, but that seemed to have been his plan. I barely get my arm up in time to catch a bullet, one that would have pierced my head. Then I flick my arm back and flick it forward at high speeds, releasing the bullet his direction. He didn't expect me to fire back so I tag him in the shoulder, but it wasn't moving fast enough to break skin.

He was distracted so I called up another whip and let it loose towards him. It was slow to prepare, so he jumped back to dodge it. Or more like he had rocket boots and he propelled himself back. My attack failed to land a hit, only leaving a deafening crack in it's wake. The recoil of the whip left me vulnerable a bit, so he took a pot shot towards my head. He missed my brain and pierced part of my cheek.

I leap forward, curling myself into a literal ball and bowled him over like a bowling ball. However, it took a moment for me to reform back so he took some pot shots at me before climbing back up to his feet. As he climbed back up, he pulled out another grenade and tossed it at my feet. I dodged, but to my surprise, it was a flashbang. Suddenly, my eyes were engulfed in white and my ears were overcome by a shrill ringing sound. I stumbled around for a while, blind and deaf before my senses slowly came back to me. When I could finally once again perceive the world around me, the man was gone.

However, I could hear what sounded like an engine in the distance. I considered not following it, but wasn't sure what he might do if I left him to his own devices. So despite my better judgement, I followed the sound.

The sound got louder and louder as I walked down an alleyway. However, when I rounded the corner on the other side, there he was, with a full primed gatling gun aimed pointblank at me.

Before I could react, I was suddenly shredded by hundred and hundreds of bullets. The bullets tore into me as pieces of me flew everywhere. He never stopped, an unrelenting stream of ammunition. Even as my body was reduced to mush, he kept going. He didn't stop until I was splattered everywhere and partially reduced to vapor. Despite it all, I was barely able to hold on to my consciousness. My brain was all over the place now and it was difficult to think or even to move. I didn't want to go anywhere.

"Resilient little freak. She certain messed me up. Can't go home to rest though. Got a job to do." He spoke to himself, unaware I can still hear him. He pulled out a piece of paper and looked it over. "Okay, the manor is closer, so I guess I'll blow that up first."

Blow up? I mulled over his words in what little thinking power I had left. Blow up the manor? He couldn't blow up the manor, the others were there.

That gave me just enough will power to start pulling myself back together. I didn't even have enough in me to fully form, but the little bits of me on the floor, on the walls, all slithered back together into a big pool.

As soon as I had as much of me together as I could possibly salvage, I flowed my way to the man who was walking away from me. I catch up to him and run up his leg. He felt me and tried to swipe me off, but I made myself very sticky and part of me stuck on his hand.  I moved my way up his body and into the small engine on his back that powered his suit. Then, I turned myself into gasoline.

One spark from the engines' internal workings, and everything went white.