Dragons of the Apocalypse - An Achievement Hunter and Ray Narvaez Jr. Fanfiction

Chapter XXV: Assistance from Nature

As the likely fatal tentacle flew towards Geoff's face, he raised his right hand in an attempt to shield his head.

When he did so, though, something strange happened.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion as the draconian's hand suddenly began to turn green, before leafy vines began to extend from the palm of the life vessel's hand. In all of his years of life breath power practice, Geoff had never had plants grow out of HIM. He had moved existing ones and grown others from dirt, but never had flora developed directly out of his skin.

Until now.

The vines wasted no time, as they immediately grew and flourished, gaining width and length as well as sprouting various leaves before dashing forward and grabbing the sharp tentacle that was headed for Geoff's head. The plants stopped it immediately, holding it easily in place, which brought out a roar from the disgusting mutant wyvern.

The vessel had been in shock up until this point, mouth hanging open in surprise as his hand changed color and foliage sprung from it. As the demon monster growled though, the draconian was brought out of his astonishment, and snapped back to reality. His open mouth quickly turned into a smirk, as he pulled his right arm back, stretching the tentacle as he did so, before twisting his wrist, which did the same to the appendage his vines were grasping.

This made the mutant produce a cry of pain, which egged Geoff on further.

The life draconian pushed himself up off the ground, dragging the twisted tentacle with him. That was when he saw that the wyvern had formulated a new strategy, as another horrid tentacle flew at him. This time, the vessel lifted his left hand, and again, the same weird thing happened.

The color of Geoff's hand changed to a light green, before plants sprung from it, quickly grasping and halting the appendage that had shot out at the draconian. The life vessel chuckled as this occurred, just before he cruelly twisted the other tentacle, just like he had with the one before it. As the mutant creature called out in agony this time though, the draconian suddenly had an idea.

He focused, closing his eyes and losing the tenseness in his body, slowly growing more vines from his left hand, except they sprung from the top this time.

They were also sharp and covered in thorns.

Once the plants, there were three of them, grew to about a foot in length, Geoff began to control them, moving them around with relative ease.

He then proceeded to embed the thorn covered vines into the flesh of the demon mutant's tentacle.

When he did, the monster let out a terrible screech, which just made Geoff chuckle, happy to be paining the creature that had tried to hurt him and his friends.

When they were literary feet away from the goal they had travelled for months for, no less.

This thought in mind, the life vessel plunged the horned vines deeper into the mutant wyvern's appendage, before taking them out and stabbing the demon again.

That was when the creature began to get angry.

It growled and roared, which startled Geoff, before yanking its two tentacles from his grasp and sending eight other ones at him. The draconian barely sidestepped the deadly limbs, before he began to focus again, this time growing two different plants out of his shoulders.

The left shoulder held a cactus, which Geoff could make produce thorns, which the flora could then hurl at his enemy, while the right shoulder had a beautiful blue flower growing out of it.

Said flower could spit poison gas.

Armed with his new plant weapons, (They reminded him of the game series Plants vs. Zombies), the life draconian charged forward, unlatching his pistol from his belt as he did so. He then fired off two shots from the pistol, three from the cactus and one from the flower, incapacitating five of the tentacles and poisoning the wyvern mutant. Geoff then dove and rolled as the three functioning appendages were launched at him, the demon creature attacking him, and coughing and hacking disgustingly all the while.

This continued, with Geoff picking his shots and dodging the slow, yet easily fatal attacks from the monster. It was quickly evident that the vessel was becoming cocky, though. Every thorn he hurled, every bullet he shot, every vine he launched, the draconian was becoming sloppier, not from exhaustion, but arrogance.

As the battle wore on, he began to taunt the mutant wyvern, though he was nearly certain the thing didn't understand him. But, he did it anyway, continuously shooting at it or using his armory of plant weapons against it.

That was, until, it landed a hit.

Geoff had ducked out of the way of one tentacle before pausing to taunt, before instantly being struck by another limb. It hit him in the chest, knocking the wind out of him, before another struck the man in the side, ripping part of his shirt. The life draconian ducked before he could be struck again, but the damage had already been done.

Blood was oozing from the large, fairly deep cut on the man's right side, and he had only been slightly impaled by the initial attack, but it was still enough to slow him down and hurt him. This assault did provide Geoff with some information, though.

The mutant was lashing out viciously and at random, traits of a cornered, wounded animal.

It was time for the life vessel to make the final blow.

Ignoring his wounds, the draconian rushed forward once more, his pistol in his right hand, and a thick, thorn riddled vine growing from his left hand. He moved in a serpentine motion as he sprinted, dodging attacks from the terrible demon. After a bit of evasion, Geoff rolled, confusing the monster, which had adapted to his routine, and fired his gun twice, hitting the monster once in each eye.

As it screamed, distracted by the pain, Geoff ran towards its head and jumped up. It felt as if things were in slow motion again then, as the life draconian extended his left hand and launched the vine created from it forward, spearing the demon wyvern right between its eyes.

Geoff landed on the rock of the mountain as the creature let out a cry of death, the injured draconian falling to his knees as it did so.

The life vessel got one look at the dead monster, smiled, then proceeded to collapse.