In one corner we have Deam Catena, the Goddess of the Chains.
In the other corner, we have Omega, the Usurper King. He also has a horrible god complex.
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The girl sat there in deep thought, staring intently at nothing but space. She contemplated her father’s business, her recent joining of the wRHG, and her quite sudden rise to fame despite the lack of combat activity on her end. She thought of her dreams and failures, sitting pleasantly in her own little world of thought.
Eventually, the girl’s concentration was broken as something peculiar happened, a noise. It was faint clang of metal against metal, but she had been in such utter silence and accompanied by only her thoughts for so long that she couldn’t help but jolt a little once it happened.
She looked around, but did not know where to set her gaze. Her eyes frisked around until they caught a glimpse of some strange movement. It was black and looked similarly to an oversized spider walking on the ceiling. It was revealed, though, to most definitely not be a spider, it had twelve limbs. She immediately got to her feet and more closely analyze the strange creature. “What are you?” she asked.
The thing slowly descended from it’s lofty heights. It was humanoid in shape and oddly tall despite it’s ridiculously thin frame. Along with the frame, it had an oddly disproportionate upper body with broad shoulders and eight metal tentacles on it’s back. More obviously, it had metal skin from head to toe. Though, the most alien and creepy thing was the voice that greeted her. It was hollow and deep, as if brought about by metal lungs, “Greetings… what was your name again?”
“The name is Deam Catena, asshole,” Catena spoke as she slowly gathered almost invisibly thin and small chains around her hand. She then had them inch their way towards Omega’s left hand, already preparing to ensnare the odd alien before her before a fight could break out. As she did this, she decided to detract the creature’s attention from her attack with more idle speech, “and who might you be?”
“I thought you’d never ask! I’m Omega, the god, the usurper, the conqueror, whichever title of my many you chose to refer to me as,” Omega placed his right hand over his heart, which- luckily for Catena- was not the one being captured.
“Also, Damn Katrina, your name is not important. What is however…” Omega continued his mocking as he leaned in slightly as though speaking to a child, “is your presence here. Only annoying individuals with cameras, microphones, and vans with news channel logos on them have visited recently. Yet here you are, all alone.”
Recent events that Catena had read about flooded her mind, first the factory becoming deserted, then the news crews disappearances upon investigation, and now this thing before her. There was no doubt in her mind that the alien greeting her was behind all of this, but there’s no way it could be murder, there’s no blood anywhere. This naturally led to the girl interrogating Omega, “What did you do with the others?”
Omega’s lips widened into a sadistic grin before answering, “Why, I killed them, of course.”
Catena once again found herself analysing the room, “But there’s no blood anywhere, how did you…” Lost in thought and unknowing of what to say, the girl’s voice trailed off.
After a few pauses of Catena trying to discern what the heck is going on, Omega decided to teach her something, “Recently I encountered a man who could manipulate blood. I can too, but during the fight I often found myself wondering if he could manipulate blood inside someone else. Turns out he couldn’t, but it did spark my interest and I began testing to see if I could, and this is what I learned…”
Omega’s hand reach towards Catena’s chest, his palm clearly aiming to be placed upon her heart. This time Omega reached with his left hand, and found himself on a leash of innumerable and almost invisible thread-like chains. Seeing that he was stuck, he took the most obvious route and tried to muscle through and break them. While occupied with this, the floor of the factory bent and bowed before then letting much thicker chains sprout forth. These chains grabbed and lifted the alien by his leg before then tossing him into the wall next to the entrance. He proceeded to bounce off the wall and fall face first into the floor just as quickly as he’d hit the factory barrier, leaving an octopus-shaped dent.
“Insolent child. Your attempts at attacking me are pitiful at best. If you seek to damage a god then you must be a god,” Omega spoke as he stood, clearly unfazed by his recent flight. He then held witness to his adversary’s next move. The floor once again had a hole poked through it as chains gathered together and were donned on their summoner. The end result looked much as a classic set of chain mail armor.
“Chain mail isn’t the best armor for protection against piercing, child,” Omega threw in a remark as he shot a tentacle at the girl. Moments before it hit her, the armor extended outward and caught the tentacle, enveloping it. Omega tried to retrieve his limb but found it didn’t respond to his command.
This effective, although unintentional, result led to Catena having an incredible idea. She summoned more chains from the exposed earth in front of her and then sent them out, seeking to ensnare her opponent’s limbs. Omega, instead of standing around like an idiot, jumped upwards and gripped ahold of a support beam high above. The chains gave chase as the conqueror ascended. He quickly found the end of his rope, his tentacles could only extend so far.. A mere eight meters away from Catena, he found that the chains could still easily reach and attack. They almost seemed infinite in nature. Omega was not a fan of being chained though, so he bit the bullet and ripped himself free of his limb, leaving it behind twitching and convulsing. He then pulled himself along into the distant darkness.
The girl sat there, disgusted at the unsightly thing before her. She’d seen many things before as a celebrity known for combat, but never a limb bleeding and slowly dying as if begging for liberation from agony.
Meanwhile, the alien king was skulking through the rafters. He had started making his way back towards the young girl by now, albeit slowly and carefully. The last thing he wanted was to make the noise of metal against metal and have it reverberate through the building. Doing such an action versus someone with such a powerful and versatile ability is suicide. He, after a long while of skulking, was just able to see her between the supports.
Catena, on the other hand, was making no attempt to be silent. The metal flooring around her was shredding apart as chains began pouring out of the earth. It was less an exposure and more of a takeover. As soon as the earth was revealed, chains would pour out and hide it’s existence.
All this noise greatly benefited Omega, covering the sound of his steps. He moved far more quickly. He was careless though, his opponent saw him. Unfortunately for Catena, it was already too late. Omega had jumped down and began entangling all of his opponent’s limbs. Wrapping the young girl up in his many appendages. Making sure he kept his footing, he buried two tentacles and spun them downward like screws to keep himself in place.
Catena reacted by grapple in kind, wrapping Omega up in chains. As both of them were trapped, they found themselves exceptionally happy of their defensive abilities. While the girl tried to crush the alien, she found the metal skin difficult to bend and bow. Where the conqueror attempted strangling, he met resistance as the child pushed against his limbs with her chainmail armor.
“Give in. I am immortal, you cannot win,” Omega taunted his opponent, and continued pressing harder, with no avail.
“Heh, how good is your latin? If you haven’t noticed, I am the Goddess of Chains, you’ve met your match,” Catena actually smirked a little as she in turn, gripped tighter on her opponent in this battle of wills.
“Ha! A false deity you are. I have seen other real gods that could destroy planets and I engaged in combat with them. You have merely the tip of the iceberg of true power. You don’t know my full capability!