Adam Brodie and the monster from the dark planet

Chapter Sixty Two

Chapter Sixty Two

"I ask you to bring Adam Brodie to me and you can't do that one little thing?"

The Dominator was standing on a piazza outside the building housing the canteen. Clifford Watt was standing before him wringing his gloved hands, and his video face plate showed another pair of gloved hands being wrung.

"Dad..." began Clifford Watt.

The Dominator struck his son with the back of his gauntleted hand and his son was sent sprawling on the ground and his video screen cracked and the words normal service will be resumed appeared, and then the screen went blank.

"Don't you dare call me that!" thundered the Dominator. "Don't you ever call me that again."

The Dominator's helmeted head swivelled round surveying the assembled students who had thrown their lot in with him.

"Right! The first person to bring me Adam Brodie doesn't get killed."

"Forget it," boomed a voice a little way from the crowd of acolytes.

A powerful foot at the end of a powerful leg slammed down on the piazza floor.

Adam Brodie was now six foot seven and his childish features had vanished from his face. This was an adult, a man. He was muscle bound and his hands were huge. His clothes, his T-shirt, socks, sneakers and jeans had grown to accommodate his new, great size.

"Brodie," said the Dominator. "You're all grown up. I see, you reached the same dimensional level as me. That won't save you. Oh look what I got."

At the Dominator's side was Jake. Jake looked thin and wan and his eyes were sunken. His clothes were relatively new but Jake looked as though he had been through a bad ordeal.

"Jake!"

"Adam," Jake croaked.

"I knew you were behind his disappearance."

"A touching reunion Brodie but after I torn you apart I will put Jake back where I imprisoned him. As for your old man and lady they will stay made of crystal. Somebody might fancy them as garden ornaments. Right now that's all they are good for."

A snicker rippled among the acolytes. Adam glared at the Dominator.

"Are you trying to bore me to death with talk?"

"I will enjoy teaching you manners, boy!"

The Dominator ran at Adam who in turn charged at him. The two collided with each other and bounced off each other, hurtling away in either direction.

Brigitte and George were watching several feet away.

"That's got to hurt," she said.

The combatants picked themselves up and ran at each other again. The Dominator grabbed Adam and whirled him around by one arm and a leg and then let go. Adam sailed over the heads of the crowds of students assembled to watch this battle of two titans.

Adam landed on the roof of the canteen and smashed through. The Dominator stuck his gauntleted hands on his hips and threw back his helmeted head and laughed.

Suddenly the ground beneath him erupted and Adam leapt up out of a hole beneath the Dominator, and Adam grabbed the armoured man and tossed him away as though he were a tennis ball. The assembled students watched him go. Some cheered and started clapping.

Not for long. The Dominator came running towards Adam, a gauntleted fist raised in the air.

"It's smashing your stupid face time!" he cried as he ran.

The two combatants met and exchanged blows with their fists. Each blow was accompanied by an almighty thud like thunder. The Dominator's armour was cracked in several places and the helmet fell away revealing the face beneath. Adam pounded that face with his fists in a barrage of blows.

Adam's T-shirt was ripped and his jeans were torn and his face was bruised and bloodied. He was starting to look like Bruce Willis in a Die Hard film.

The Dominator suddenly kicked Adam's legs from under him and he fell heavily on the ground. Brigitte and the others had been mesmerised by the battle. She suddenly jerked out spectator sport style trance.

"We got to do something!"

"On it."

The Bug took out the high explosive grenades from his utility belt and handed them to Brigitte who launched them at the Dominator using her catapult. They exploded around the Dominator and one scored a direct hit and though they did not hurt him they took the Dominator's attention away from Adam. Adam stood up and gave the thumbs up at his friends.

Brigitte kept up the barrage of bombs and anything else the Bug could supply her with. They were as dust against a gale. After the initial surprise of the bombs, the Dominator concentrated on his true combatant Adam and leapt on top of him, knocking him once more to ground, and the Dominator's gauntleted hands were around Adam's throat, strangling him. Adam struggled to throw him off but could not.

"Perish Brodie!" the Dominator screamed.