Enforcers - Chapter 114

Age 1991

“I don’t need to worry about you.”

“You bastard.” Reaper hissed out jumping forward.

Dawson gave a small smirk as he threw Hero into the air tossing the boy away. The red tendrils around his body began to morph and change becoming a massive bladed weapon on his arm as he sliced it up meeting Reapers’ own weapon in the air.

A large crack echoed out as a sonic boom blew everything around them back. Dawson pushed down on the blade slicing straight through Reapers sword and ripping the skeleton’s arm straight off.

Reaper unleashed a yell of pain as he jumped back grabbing his severed arm. He placed it back on his stump as it began mold back into place. “Dirty bastard…” He growled.

“Hero,” Dawson yelled back. “The others are on the other side of the city looking for you. Go find them.”

“But-”

“No buts!” Dawson hissed out. “Leave.”

“…Fine…” Hero said letting out a sigh. “Don’t lose.” He said turning away.

“I won’t…”

“Good.” Hero gave a smirk before finally crawling through one of the many holes in the walls and leaving.

Reapers skull became a scowl as he walked over to one of the many metal boxes. He grabbed the lid pulling it up and opening it. Several skeletons spilled out onto the floor…

“I spent five nights, slowly digging up every, body in the cemetery,” Reaper stated slowly reaching down. “They are just bones of a normal human, so they won’t he to impressive but…” His hand went over one, as the bonds began to rattle. They were slowly pulled in as they began to mold over Reaper making him even bigger… He was absorbing them. “Add them onto to myself…” He rapidly grew becoming eighteen feet, tall. A second pair of arms grew out of his back, as his armor became thicker. His legs began to morph and began to sprout out more limbs, stretching out and making him resemble a centaur. Of course, the word centaur was an old legend most people didn’t know what that was… All of the skeletons were pulled into him as he reached a new transformation. “Behold my max power!” He announced.

“So you grew bigger?” Dawson questioned. “You know all you’ve done is make yourself slower right?”

“I don’t need speed! One hit and you’re dead!”

“You’re a fool if you think I’ll let you touch me!” Dawson said. vanishing.

“What! Where did he-” Reaper felt a massive wave of force slam into the back of his skull as he was sent flying back. Dawson vanished once again appearing to the right of Reaper, as he raised his arm up, and slammed it down as hard as he could smashing the Skeleton straight into the floor.

Dawson’s body quickly grew, as his right arm was wrapped by more of his tendrils becoming several times bigger, similarly to when Hero used his monster arm. Dawson’s now-massive fist slammed up into the jaw of Reaper uppercutting him into the air.

The giant skeleton spun as he crashed through the roof up above. Gravity kicked in as he began to fall right as Dawson got ready for his next attack.

Dawson’s arm changed gaining a pointed end, as it shifted around becoming a red lance, as he raised his new weapon arm up. “Lance-It-Strike!” Dawson announced stepping forward and stabbing his arm forward right as Reaper hit the ground.

“Wait!”

‘Boom!’

A massive wave of wind exploded out, as the sonic boom went off and the sound barrier shattered. The entire warehouse was ripped in half, as the walls collapsed, and the roof was blown off reaching the sky. The ground beneath the two men shattered and collapsed as the stone began to crack, as a wave of heat flashed out from the kinetic force of the attack and stone actually began to slowly melt.

The snow fell covering the ground, as what was left of the warehouse broke away falling to the ground.

There was only a single melted, and steaming stone slab left, on the ground, where Dawson was standing. All around him was a large pile of rubble.

A moment of silence passed through the air as Dawson slowly pulled his arm back. The rubble hit the ground as the dust settled…

“Get up,” Dawson said calmly. “I know you’re still alive. That was just a love tap after all.”

There was a rumbling sound as the rubble moved and Reaper pulled himself out from under it. He no longer had his armor, or his extra limbs. Now he was just a normal beat up skeleton. He was missing an arm, was normal size, and was covered in cracks, and he looked pissed.

“F.u.c.k you!”

Dawson folded his arms up as his tendrils cracked out cutting at the air around him. “You lost the moment you decided to fight me…” He stated calmly. “I’m not only stronger than you, but I’m faster, have way more experience, am a master of Mantra, and my demon armor prevents you from touching me.” He said calmly. “You never stood a chance.”

Reapers jaws clenched as he took a deep breath. “..Damn… Damn… Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn! Damn you! Damn you! Damn you!” He stopped taking another calming breath. “If I had better bones… Using the bones of normal humans is pathetic… If I only had access to more I could have beaten you!”

“No, you couldn’t.”

Reaper let out another growl. The snow around then quickly grew as the blizzard began to surround them. The skeleton slowly turned over but was stopped when Dawson took a step forward.

“Don’t even think about it! I know you plan to use the blizzard to escape…” Dawson said stepping forward again. “You take one more step, and I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

“…Damn it… Damn it… Damn it… Damn…”

“You can stop with the childish attitude,” Dawson said in a small hiss. “It’s over. We’re sending you to Nightshade, the prison country. You’ll be forced into steel holding cell, forced under constant watch, unable to move until the day you die. Your reign of death is over.”

“No! No! No!”

“Yes.” Dawson folded his arms once more as he stared the skeleton down. “It’s over! You’ve-”

“Dawson!” The voice of Ren yelled out causing the man to turn.

“Ren!”

Reaper jumped forward twisting his body as he grabbed onto a metal pillar, he twisted his body throwing it back, launching himself forward.

Ren’s eyes widened as the skeleton flew forward. He used the pillar to circle back as he jumped behind her and raised his arm up placing it at her throat as it shifted into a small bone blade.

“Reaper stop!” Dawson screamed.

“Not a step!” Reaper screamed pulling the blade up. “As for you girl. You move and I take your head off.” Ren froze unmoving as Reaper watched the Red Demon glared at him. “I knew I’d get my hands on you girl… Thanks for showing up… I would have lost…”

“You won’t get away with this…” Ren hissed out.

“Oh, you’re completely right… But if I’m going to hell, you can bet I’m taking at least one of you with me!” He cackled. The skeleton turned back to look at Dawson as he smirked. “Well, Enforcer. What’s it going to be? Do you think you can reach me before I slit her throat?”

Dawson stared at reaper for a moment, before he suddenly looked past the man? “Tell me? Do you know how strong a Captain is?”

“A captain? What about them?” Reaper asked.

“Well… One could probably kill you in one hit.” Dawson said calmly.

“So-”

‘Bang!’

A black morphing hand, made of darkness fired forward slamming into Reaper, hitting him faster than the speed of light as the skeleton exploded! His body was thrown forward ripping apart as he was sent flying across the entire city from the force of the strike. A massive crater was left in the ground as the skeleton hit the floor rolling across it. In the end, it was the walls of the city that broke his fall, as he was now only a skull, on the other side of the city.

“Sorry,” Sif said calmly stepping forward. “I came as fast as I could when I heard the explosion.”

“You came just in time,” Dawson said smirking.

“Are you okay Ren?” Sif questioned.

“Yeah.” The girl said nodding as she rubbed her throat. “I’m fine. He didn’t pierce the skin so I’m not infected.”

“Good.”

“We shouldn’t stand around,” Dawson called out turning to where Reaper was thrown. “I don’t want to risk him surviving, and getting away.”

“I agree,” Sif said calmly. “Let’s move out!”

“Right!” The two Enforcers said nodding.

Meanwhile…

“So…” Sirius said calmly as he stared at the two men who set in the chairs in front of him. “I believe that you called your little group the Organization?”