Chapter 30: Trouble In Sheridan, Albert Vs Guille
As Albert channeled his energy, Guilles two goons stood in front of him.
"Boss!" They cried.
"I'll handle this myself" Guille said, "against an opponent like this I can't afford and mishandlings, take the girl and meet me outside!"
"Yes sir!" The goons cried running off.
"Noo!" Nathan screamed running after the goons.
"Damnit!" Seymour said under his breath. "Forgive me O'brian I'm going break a rule here!"
Snapping his fingers, Seymour mad a small panel of green energy appear beneath Harry's foot.
"OShhoot!"
Tripping over himself, Harry belly flopped to the ground, throwing Zrilla up into the air.
"Heh nice!" Nathan yelled grabbing Zrilla.
"AWESOME!!" Lars screamed.
"Thanks Seymour" He thought winking at his superior.
Seymour said nothing, subtly adjusting his visor.
"You idiot!" Guille screamed "How did you trip! There is literal nothing on the ground to trip you!"
"Your opponent is in front of you!" Albert yelled throwing a sheet of steel at Guille.
"Close" Guille said sliding passed it.
"Nathan Simone, take the kids out of here! I've got this battle!" Albert yelled.
"Will do" seymour said signaling for Lars and the others to move.
"Good luck Pops!" Nathan said fleeing the scene.
"Yeh get that doodo head!" Zrilla chimed.
"Why did you do that?" Lars asked Seymour as the ran out. "You almost blew the whole mission!"
"I have no idea what you are talking about?" Seymour said. "It looks like he had an unlucky trip that is all."
(back in the mill)
"Is this all you've got old man?" Guill said laughing.
"Not a chance" Albert said cracking his knuckles. "The real fight begins now!"
Albert assumed crouched stance as he channeled his ether. The steel from the mills flooring began to wrap and envelope his body. As his focus got more and more intense, his body started to gleam with the same shine that his stainless steel home had glistened with.
As his energy hit its climax, he thrusted his arms into the air creating a weld of metal that encased the exterior of his body. The metal twisted and turned expanding in height and weight until Albert was sitting in a mech like suit staring down his oppressors.
"You call this a fight?"Gille laughed. Reaching into his hat with a sinister smile, he covered the entirety of his body with the green fluid that he had retracted from his hair. He gracefully smiled as he casually approached Albert's monstrous machine. "You've gotta land a punch if you want to call it that!"
"I warned you!" yelled Albert. Albert made a fist with his mechanized warrior and fired a heavy right hook directly at Gills torso.
SHHHHHH!
The sound of corroded metal echoed throughout the hall. As he threw the punch the metal began unwinding and breaking apart as he swung. Within moments, the entirety of his metal arm had become completely corroded.
"Impossible" Albert muttered.
"Hehehe. I'm prepared to take your real arm if you keep this up!" remarked Guille.
"Not a chance! I still have this whole mill at my disposal!" Albert yelled
Reaching into the floor, Albert began ripping out the steel flooring and replacing his mechanical arm with he tiles.
"How about this!" Albert yelled as he manipulated the metal pillars of the mill into a long spears. "Metal Javelin!" he cried as he thrusted the spears toward Guille.
"Hehehe. Too easy." Guille Jived
Taking one strand of his hair out like a wet noodle, he sliced and diced the heavy javelins that were thrusted towards him. It was as if Albert was throwing large sticks of butter at Guille as he used a slice of molten magma to cut them up. After the array of spears had finished, all that remained were scraps of corroded metal.
"My turn" Gill said with a smile. He leaned back as he sucked in air expanding his lung to max capacity. "Ominous Breath!" yelled Guille.
Instantly, he lurched forward, letting out a disgusting belch of green vapor from his mouth. The vapor tore through the mill creating an ominous howling wind that tore the inside of the mill apart. All of Albert's framed pictures were ripped off the walls causing them to crash onto the floor around him. As Gille's Ominous Breath raced toward Albert, Albert tried his best to defend the attack. He used the albatross arms to shelter him by making an x in front of his face to stop the vapor. However, it did little to nothing for his armor slowly corroded away. Within seconds, all that remained of his armor was the metal helmet he wore inside of the suit.
"Well, well," Guille replied, "that was easier than plucking feathers off a chicken, though a chicken woulda put up more of a fight! You ready to give up yet Dr. Frankenstein?"
Albert took a look at the shattered glass on the floor. On the ground was a picture of him and his family: Zrilla, Nathan, and his late wife Mileva who had passed.
"I'm getting old," Albert thought. "I can't help the people of this city much longer, but if I can take out this animal and prevent Darius from getting his hands on a generator... maybe I can make a difference before I go"
"This is it," said Albert, "I guess a normal attack won't make a dent on you"
"You old bag!" Gill laughed. "Haven't you figured it out by now? You cannot touch me. Any attack you throw, I'll melt it like butter."
"I wonder about that. Sure, you can handle cutting a few sticks, but let's see how you like a river of butter." As Albert pressed his hands together, the building started to shake rapidly. Suddenly, the house began to warp and twist seemingly shrinking in size as Albert channeled his ether. The walls and floors of the mill began shaking with the magnitude of a large scale earthquake.
"You crazy coot! Yelled Guille as he struggled to maintain his footing. "You're gonna take this whole place down?"
"If that's what it takes to defeat you! I don't have much time left anyways."
The cieling began to warp into jagged pieces of sharp metal, slowly turning into spikes all aimed on Guilles position
"THIS IS IT", Albert loudly proclaimed.
YOU SONOFA!-(Gill)
"IRON MAIDEN!" cried Albert. In a flash the walls collided bringing the foundation of the home to a crumble in a ground shaking explosion.
"Old man!" NAthan yelled on the outside of the mill.
"Boss!" The two goons cried.
As the people of the town square heard the explosion, they came out to see what had become of Albert. All that remained from the huge iron mill was scraps and debris. What a battle had taken place. Was it over had Albert won? They thought as they approached the scene. After a few moments beneath the rubble the townspeople heard a rustling of scrap metal down below.
"He really sacrificed everything for his people" Lars said. "What an honorable-"
"HHHeeehhhaaa" a voice said emerging from the foundation.
Albert had emerged from the rubble in beaten shape. Bursts of glee could be heard from the crowd.
"Thank god!" yelled Cara as the crowd of people began to move to his aid.
"Nice!" Lars and the others yelled
"Lars..." 6 said. "I can still sense another Ethereal reading, below all the steel.
"What!" Seymour cried. "How can a Cadet like you-"
"Not so fast!" came Guills voice erupting from the bottom of the scrap metal pile.
He broke out of the rubble and stood tall with the two mountain men behind him. He dusted off his trench coat and turned towards Albert all without a single scratch!
"How…. how in the world did you survive that!?" Albert questioned.
"AHAHA!" Gill hollered. "Don't you know who I am?" "Your not just dealing with just any ol goose here, I'm Gille Eastwood, the baddest man in the west, and second in command to Sahara Sherief! You really think that sorry attempt is gonna stop me?"
Albert took a step back, unsure of what to do.
"Now, where were we? Oh yeh, I remember, I was ripping off one of your limbs."
Immediately, the Larry rushed down Albert, pinning him against the wall. Now fatigued, Albert couldn't react to the attack and was forced into submission.
Thrusting is fingers into the air, he used the metal shards in the ground, creating a wall that shot up about to hit Guille right in the jaw.
Right before the wall made contact, the Larry grabbed the wall and prevented it from expanding any further. "Pin him down!" Gille ordered.
"Great Grandpa!" Zrilla cried.
"This time" Guille said. "Lets take out an eye! You can work fine with one!" Guille said pointing his fingers into Alberts eyes.
Booom!
Guille was nocked onto his back yet again.
"NOOOOOOOO!!!" Seymour cried.
"He was too fast yo! I couldn't stop him!" Reggie said.
"We're in deep shit now!" B sighed.
"Here he goes again, being an idiot!" Lance exclaimed.
"Axel!!" 6 screamed "What are you doing!"
Lars stood over Guille breathing heavily.
"I won't let you do this!" LArs said. "I won't let people like you do as they please!"
"Now you've really pissed me off." Guille said. "I'm gonna tear you apart and leave the pieces alll over the badlands!"