Firewall

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Vanoss banked through the air, frowning as Mark continued to be a persistent little shit and followed close behind. Vanoss could personally keep this up all day, but Mark was just as durable, plus fueled by his own rage, no matter how irrational it was. He mentally sighed and continued to dodge his attacks; trying to ignore his screams of fury "I should have expected this..." he thought "the question is how I get him to stop..."

Vanoss looked down at the earth he was flying over, the wall being far behind the both of them. Directly south of the city was terrain far different from that in any other direction, which was due to there being a rather large quantity of water in that region. Rivers that originated from the faraway mountain range snaked towards the city, gathering to form a rather large body of water that resided at least half a mile away from the Firewall. The shores of this massive lake sloped downward in a gentle fashion, the lake being not as deep as its overall width would lead one to believe. Its maximum depth had to be only twenty or so feet, and that was at its very center.

It was there that Vanoss brought the fight, mostly because he couldn't think of anything else that Mark hated besides water. Back when they had first met, Vanoss had acquired the knowledge that Mark disliked large bodies of water, even though the only such thing their known world had similar to that was the very lake Vanoss was now flying over. It was all he had to work with, so Vanoss just went with it, hoping that it would be somewhat effective.

Personally, he had never seen Mark act in such a violent manner, let alone against a fellow AI. Vanoss grimaced as an aching pain suddenly sparked throughout his shoulders from when Mark had ever so rudely shoved him up against the door, the pain refusing the die away as he continued swerving through the air, Mark still hot on his tail "this is beginning to be annoying" he thought, frowning down at the water below "I need to put an end to this before he not only hurts me, but himself as well."

It was then that Vanoss tucked in his wings and dive bombed down towards the water, twisting around mid-plunge before snapping his wings back out, yanking himself upward just before he hit the water. The very action went by so fast that Mark apparently couldn't comprehend what had happened, since Vanoss was now above and behind him, out of his sight. Vanoss watched from up high as Mark hovered there above the lake, spinning around in a rapid manner as his pink Warftache wings beat the air. Vanoss rolled his eyes at Mark's obliviousness before diving down at him from behind.

"Hooooddiiinniii!!!" Vanoss shouted at the top of his lungs the moment he collided with Mark, hitting him square in the back. He quickly took advantage of Mark's obvious shock and trapped him in a headlock, pinning his bright pink wings against his own chest so he couldn't flap properly. They spun around through the air, quickly losing altitude as Vanoss couldn't flap his wings fast enough to keep the weight of two fully grown men afloat. He could feel Mark scratching at his arms and face in desperation to get free, the constant spinning disorienting the both of them to the point where Vanoss didn't have control over the situation anymore.

"Grow the fuck up!" He managed to growl into Mark's ear before angling himself downward, diving down to the water once more. But as he snapped his wings out, his arms withdrew from their hold on Mark, who couldn't even scream as he immediately hit the water face first, his pink wings instantly dissolving upon impact.

Vanoss flew up a little ways before stopping to look down at his handiwork. Mark wasn't even visible anymore, presumably all the way down at the bottom of the not-so-deep lake. Vanoss debated whether to leave him or lend a hand before eventually shaking his head "he's probably even more pissed than before... It's best to just leave him."