[LNHY/ACRA] The Daily Super Short-Short Story #59 [REPOST]
Saxon Brenton
saxon.brenton at uts.edu.au
Sat Nov 13 01:35:35 PST 2004
The Daily Super Short-Short Story #59 [REPOST]
A Devil Came Down to Georgia 41
[Repost notes: To the best that I can determine, I don't think this one
has turned up on either google or the RACC mailing list in the last 3 days.]
Last time: Beel.gzip.bub had dragged everyone off to his infernal domain,
but his seeming victory was short lived.
And so it came to pass that Beel.gzip.bub found himself confronted
in his own domain by Christ the Nazarene. And the Lord of the Files did
think unto himself: .oO( Expletive deleted! ) because having one of
your most powerful adversaries turn up in your demesne can really mess
up your day.
This would be bad; really bad. Beel.gzip.bub could, of course,
always run away - and this was standard procedure for Evil whenever it
found itself outgunned, because Evil always thought of itself first
rather than being prepared to commit to a cause. But the political
fallout would go beyond `unfortunate' and well into `disastrous'.
Numerous resources would no doubt be lost, and the loss of face before
the other Dark Lords - especially from losing a Benandanti as powerful
as Martin Wryce - would be considerable. It would take ages before he
would be able to reconsolidate his position.
That might explain why Beel.gzip.bub decided to show at least a bit
of opposition. "You are a fool to have come here!" he snarled, swirling
his red cape about himself like a bad pantomime villain. A burst of
flame chuffed up from behind his throne and the sound of much wailing
and gnashing of teeth filled the chamber. "Wryce belongs to Hell now!"
"You're a total doofus," said Jesus. "You people said that the last
time I harrow this place too."
Beel.gzip.bub gritted his teeth in hatred, then lashed out with a
rapid succession of hellfireballs, spat out like machine gun rounds,
while simultaneously a horde of imps and gremlins and snotlings moved
in to harry. But Jesus unleashed his Righteous Food-Fight-Fu! With an
amazing cartwheel leap he parried the fireballs with a beadstick and
peppered the demonlings with his boomerang fish shuriken. Beel.gzip.bub
was able to swat away into nothingness the returning fire, but a number
of nearby demonlings were caught in the returned offensive and were
incinerated.
Then Jesus was in close combat range and jabbed at the Dark Lord
with his breadstick. Beel.gzip.bub dodged and conjured up what was
effectively a lightsaber of hellfire, then parried.
The force of the clash of their `blades' was way out of proportion
to the amount of apparent force being put into their blows against each
other, and the region of Hell that they were in rocked and trembled with
the fury of the conflict. Perhaps this was the intended effect, because
in addition to the floor buckling in places and parts of the ceiling
threatening to collapse, the rack holding Martin overturned and fell to
pieces as it his the floor, releasing the student in question.
Martin was not in a good mood, and quickly pulled his guts together,
as well as slicing up a few imps that tried to recapture him. A quick
scan around the area showed that Delroy and Tim has similarly been freed.
Then he was hit from behind, sending him sprawling. Martin scrambled
out of the way, turned and discovered a chitinous-armoured Lis advancing
on him. "You are not getting away this time," she said.
Martin formed a shield to parry her strike, and then dodged as she
formed multiple pincer-tipped limbs to overwhelm him. Then he formed a
laser and tried to blast her while she tried to engulf his arm and bite
his limb off. The two of them went like this: one taking on one form and
the other trying to match it. As this went on, Martin wondered whether
he should risk seeing how finely he could distend his consciousness with
the monofilament wire tactic. On the spur of the moment he decided to
risk it, and while he was feinting with a manoeuvre of taking the shape
of a metal armoured sphere, he began to get under her skin in the most
literal way.
Meanwhile Delroy and TJ had their own problems.
Tomorrow: Meanwhile...
The Daily Super Short-Short Story series created by Arthur Spitzer, and
used with belated permission.
All main characters created by Saxon Brenton are Ask First Before Use
for the duration of this storyline, then they'll probably go to Usable
Without Permission.
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