It's was a peaceful night in the city of Ithaca, New York. It was hitting midnight on every clock in the city, and surprisingly a large majority of the city was asleep, considering that it is a Friday night. Although, there was one man who was not sleeping as he working away in his lab, that happened to be in an abandoned storage barn in the suburbs of the city. You see, he is a villain, a super villain at that comes up with new ways to ruin things for people. No, he's not trying to conquer the world or anything, he just loves to ruin things for the citizens of Ithaca, it gives him a thrill. This man is known as Dr. Cowbell, mainly because of an accident that he was in that costed him his right arm, luckily, with his smarts and technology, he was able to create his own arm, hell, he even built a laser into it for his own defense. The only side effect is that every time his laser is fired, it makes an odd cowbell like sound. As for the Dr. part... yeah no ones really sure about where that part of his name came from, it just kind of happened once he made himself know.
Now Dr. Cowbell has plans for the night, his latest creation was almost complete. He plans on sending a small satellite into the lowest layer of the atmosphere, that would send off small rays of energy that will screw up everyone's TV signal. That will surely piss people off tomorrow morning! He chuckles darkly to himself as he finishes tightening the last bolt on the rather small satellite. Almost done. Now all he needs is to screw in a few extra things and then he can send it off. He set down the wrench that he was no longer using on his little tray of tools that sat next to him at his large workbench. He reaches over towards a screwdriver, but just as his gloves fingers brushed against the tool, he feels a significant amount of pain on the side of his hand, along with hearing a distinct 'ping' sound. He groans, already knowing what was going on. He spins around in his work chair, now holding his pained hand, with a faint smirk on his face.
Out of the darkness of the building, a figure walks out, their arm held out in front of their body as a virtual red cymbal like disc flies back to it and disappears within an instant. As the figure walks into the dim light, it was now obvious that the person was female. Her masked white eyes glares at the villain as she clenches her gloved fists and grits her teeth. She quickly brings up one of her hands to the collar of her jumpsuit, adjusting it. Dr. Cowbell chuckles at her," Ah, Cymbalist.. its about time that you showed up." He says rolling his eyes, which was impossible to see because of the visor that he always wears over his eyes, but she seems to sense it because she tenses up more." Here to break everything that I've made again?" He asks, leaning back in his chair as Cymbalist strides up to him, the faint sound of her shoes hitting the cement floor echoes throughout the building until she stood about 2 feet away from him.
"Cowbell," she spits out," I don't know what you're doing this late at night, but whatever it is, I'm going to destroy it so you can't do anything stupid to the city!" She growls, making Dr. Cowbell scoff.
"You say that every time, girly~ Don't you ever get tired of breaking my stuff?" He asks, finally getting up from his chair. He easily extends his arm out and flicks her little nose, making sure that it would hurt, which he was successful in because he notices that she flinches slightly.
"I'll never get tired of beating you up almost every day!" She snaps back at him, raising her hand up and grabbing the front of his coat and yanking him down to her size, which was about a foot lower for him. His natural instinct was to place his hand under her chin and make her head tilt up more, in a harsh manner(basically the cover of the book). "I will not hesitate to kill you this time.." she growls. He pouts.
"Aww, but if you do that, then you won't have anything to do other than that boring day job that you always complain about~ You'll be so bored without me!" He chuckles but it was cut short by Cymbalist bringing up her other fist and connecting it with his cheek.
"You talk to much, you know that?" She says. He growls and pushes himself away from her grip.
"To hell with you! I'll get rid of you first and then the city will be mine!" He evilly laughs out as he pulls the black gloves off of his right hand and rolls up the sleeve of his coat, revealing his robotic arm." You know, in the beginning, you really pissed me off, to the point where I wanted you to just get out of my way, but now, I'm kind of use to you, but that doesn't mean that I won't kill you.." He sneers and jerks the robotic arm a little, triggering a motion of self-transformation. The gears and metal plating starts to shift and move around rather quickly. The hand of the arm automatically comes apart and moves by itself, the fingers pieces shift and twist until they all form into a circle of metal, the palm of the hand stays in its place, but it's starts to glow a neon blue as if charging its energy. About a minute passes and a loud 'click' is heard, making Dr. Cowbell smirk, meaning that he is ready to fight.
Cymbalist scoffs and gets in a fighting stance, jerking both of her hands slightly, creating two virtual red cymbals again." I'm gonna kick your ass again, Cowbell.." she growls and swings her leg up towards his face. He quickly grabs her ankle with his normal hand before it makes contact with his face, he roughly twists his arm, forcing Cymbalist's leg and the rest of her smaller body to move in the same direction, causing her to fall onto her stomach. She attempts to get up but is push back down by Dr. Cowbell's boot pressing itself on her back. He aims his laser arm at her head.
"Hm... I always thought that our final battle would last a lot longer than this, but oh well~ Good bye, Cymbalist!" He lets out a loud maniacal laugh as the laser finishes charging. Right before he fires at her, Cymbalist manages to bring up her arm, the virtual cymbal still there. Then there is a loud BOOM with a cloud of blue smoke following. Dr. Cowbell coughs and swats the smoke away with his hand. He had done it, the notorious Cymbalist was finally out of the way for good. He sighs and slightly brushes himself off as his robotic arm quickly transforms back to normal. He rolls his sleeve down and puts his glove back on. As he turns back to his workbench to finish the satellite.
Right as he was about to sit back down, a red disc cane flying from behind him, easily slicing through the satellite and cutting it in half. He stood there for a moment, confused. Then he turns around just as the last of the smoke clears and his happiness completely leaves his body as he sees Cymbalist standing there, with only a few scratches on her face and she was. Pissed. She holds her arm out as the cymbal comes flying back to her hand." There... I've stopped you from doing something stupid. Good night.." she growls, turning on her heels and storming towards the door.
"Oh yeah? Well... well I can just fix it in a few minut-" He was cut off by the sound of his already ruined satellite exploding next to him. It wasn't a huge explosion though, more like a mini, just give up kind of explosion. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair," Yeah, whatever... I'll see you next time I make an invention to take over the city..." he mumbles.
Cymbalist opens the side door of the building, glancing back at him and sighs." Yeah, see ya later.." she says before walking out.
Well at least the city is okay for tonight.
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The Final Show
FanfictionThis is a story about two characters that I have created a little while ago. There is a villain and a hero who basically hate each other. I hope that you all enjoy reading my story, because I'm working very hard on this story! By the way, the cover...