[ WP ] Write an epic battle

Gordon clenched his jaw, gripping his gravity gun until his knuckles were white. He was n't prepared for this. As an engineer he was used to a slower paced environment, long nights and pulsing screens, not a face-off with a genetically engineered ego-maniac obsessed with sword-play. He may be outmatched but he wo n't be outsmarted. Gordon ca n't let this come down to a sword-fight. Charles, the maniac that dragged Gordon into all of this, was n't allowing any expression, completely focused and shirtless, holding his Shuttle-blade casually to his side. Gordon attempted a verbal feint to but him off-balance and buy some time. 
 
 `` How did you know everything would work out this way? ``, Gordon trying to appeal to his hubris. 
 
 Charles remained silent, utterly confident, simply waiting for his moment to slice Gordon's neck and remove the balding fearful weakness he had placed so much stock in. 
 
 Gordon feeling the pitch of imminent battle swell in the air, used his last and strongest weapon. `` No matter what happens here Chuan will reach the SSP and once they know, MEAD will know..'', he paused noticing the tension in Charles's chin, he had no idea, his eyes widened angrily, Gordon continues, `` and well we both know what happens then.'' 
 
 Charles flipped his blade downward, catching the handle, now holding it blade down fist forward, he growled at Gordon, `` Then I guess I have nothing to lose.'' He let out a battle-cry and charged Gordon, arriving at Gordon in seconds. 
 
 Immediately Gordon shot at his feet, the gravity round pulling everything in around it with a brutal skin-pulling implosion, Charles leaped into the air evading the impact but slightly slowed by its pull landed a foot farther away than planned. Gordon shut his eyes and slammed a mini-flash bomb in between them. Charles momentarily blinded flipped backwards continuously until yards away from Gordon. Gordon shot another gravity round towards the acrobat, missing and exploding next to the locking mechanism for the ballroom, disabling it causing the airlock to open and in an instant causing a rush of wind from the vacuum. Charles quickly gripped a furniture hold and latched a muscle implant from his forearm, Gordon was flying across the room toward open space until a massive heating duct from the roof wedged itself into the hole. He stopped in mid-air once plugged and slammed into the floor and just before he could orient himself Charles was slashing at him. Gordon scurrying backwards on the floor getting nicked by the blade on his legs just before he reached into his coat and detonated a static barrier. The barrier pulsed and shocked Charles blade violently electrocuting him. Gordon scrambled to his feet and rushed to his gravity gun, Charles screamed and lurched over giving chase to Gordon. Just before Gordon could grab his gun and Charles could grab him, the heating duct bent in slightly to the pressure pulling the whole ballrooms contents closer to the door, Gordon and Charles both tousling over until some of the other scrap plugged the whole, gripping them back down to the ground. Immediately Charles grabbed Gordon leg, easily sliding him over under him, Charles began beating him with his fists, Gordon could n't stop it, a genie like Charles could subdue most humans in the system, a middle-aged engineer is too-easy. 
 
 Charles began cackling with pride, finally exacting the vengeance he craved, he beat Gordon's face in until it was unrecognizable, just a pulp of dark blood and shimmering granules of bone. He exhaled a sigh and rose over his body, relieved. He sprinted to the opposite door only to notice the emergency lock was activated when the airlock was mangled by the missed gravity round. He screamed again, hands covered in blood. He looked over to the duct and furniture at the airlock seeing how much time he had, he noticed Gordon was no longer where he left him. And just before he could react, Gordon shot a gravity round just a feet away at his back. Charles leaped as quickly as he could but still lost most of his back and ass skin. He screamed his last scream. He was bleeding profusely, pathetically crawling to the airlock to push debris through and take Gordon with him. Gordon slowly walked over. 
 
 Charles was angrily mumbling, `` What is he? Why? Why? What the fuck are you? ``, he was transforming to a whimper. 
 
 Gordon stood over him. Charles flopped to his other side and looked up, `` A cyborg, a genie, some fucking experiment, an alien? Just tell me, just fucking tell me..''. Gordon was n't sure what he was, was n't sure who he was, until now. He knew he was going to kill Charles, he knew there were going to be more like him. Gordon knew his trials, his efforts may never end. 
 
 Gordon looked down at Charles, `` Cursed.'' He shot a grav round right into mouth and imploded his whole head into a fine red mist taking some of his own arm skin with it. 
 
 As the arm began to regenerate the airlock shook and crashed through. Gordon sighed and was flung out into open space. 
 
 
 

