The handy work performed by Zara’s giant robot had left an inviting hole in the warehouse floor and everyone was ready to get right in there. Aside from Cáit who had the important job of warming the back seat and passively buffing the rest of the team with her proximity. Myles contemplated having Charlie do a big piss on the tyre to inflict a miasma of ammonia on her, but that would be petty even for him.
“Charlie, buddy, Dad needs a favour.”
Myles wasn’t kidding anyone, he was exactly that petty. He watched the big cat canter over, however before the plan could be relayed the ground began to shake. fortunately an empty warehouse had little in the way of debris or other miscellaneous safety hazards. The hazard would be arriving shortly.
“Oh typical, now they want open up all nice an easy.” Said Zara “Trigger users should hurry up and get in the hole, the next warehouse over has been replaced with a giant lift shaft and something seems to be coming up quick and it is giving me big boss fight energy.
“Will you be able to handle it?”
“Endeavour, I’m going to pretend you did not just ask me that. I’m here with the Emergency Sentinel 999 team. Three of whom are original members and of those three, two have been called to serve on multiple teams.”
“I have questions.”
“You always do, but I promise you a proper explanation over several pints while sat down in a cosy pub after this is all over. Right now we have…”
The head of the Bat Queen crashed down interrupting Zara who subsequently doubled over, clutching her head in pain. The now headless robot dropped to the ground much like a puppet with its strings cut. Where the big mocha had stood was some kind of hideous amalgamation. Different fairy parts could be made out, the torso was bright red and the thick layer of insulation barely disguised the muscle. The legs and arms Myles could not identify save that it was green and scaly reminding him of Mother, or rather the little of her he had seen. Patches of fur, writhed and undulated, Myles saw what must have been dozens of boggle bear skins sewn together. The head he was most familiar with, a Whistler. Judging by where the giant scar on its head was located the thing was for good or ill, psychically offline.
“I’ve changed my mind” Said Zara, looking at her decapitated Mech. “I’m going to head inside with Barringtons senior, junior and the marmalade death machine. Myles, Emergency 999 put on a good show but if the jumbo hobby craft Frankenstein retains its fairy resistance they will need you.”
“Charlie is very loyal he…”
“Charlie come with me” Said Zara as she bolted off, preternaturally enhanced cat barreling after.
Myles watched the quartet run and jump into the improvised aperture. If anyone asked, he was starting at his disloyal cat. Granted he was miffed about the furry Judas but he had taken the opportunity to check out Zara’s bum as she ran.
“Myles stop staring at Zara’s arse” Said Dr Singh.
The banter died a death as the patchwork homunculus slammed its meaty fist into the asphalt knowing everyone prone. The thing lumbers forward, towering over them. arms swung like battering rams, breaking near by roofs and plunging them down towards Myles and his allies.
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Dust and rubble kicked up around then as the fist came down like a smiths hammer.
“Myles, our Mecha is in the same weight class, but we need something to overcome the Fairy resilience… I don’t suppose you could hook us up?” Sid Maya Singh through coughs.
Myles pulled up a window, concentrating to get the screen and button to do as they were told.
“Anytime now Myles”
He worked faster and found what he needed.
Fist Weapon 06:00
Of course they would be too small..but he knew the Trigger could change and adapt thing when he needed them and he recalled needed them now. The Lumbering giant took another step towards them. Myles willed the Trigger to comply, it responded. It felt faster and more responsive than ever.
Fist Weapon XL 60:00
Myles confirmed the manufacturing process and overclocked the ever living heck out of it, burning up countless stored Whistler corpses as alien matter rearranged into the shape of the weapons. With a metallic think two Knuckle Busters scaled for colossal robot hands dropped to the floor once more kicking up the dust.
Aa layer of sweat, the other fruits of his effort making such a large weapon in a short time dripped down his face and soaked through his shirt.
“Have a coffee” Said John Marquis, handing the strained trigger user a barely above room temperature caffeinated beverage.
Myles Gulped it down. The giant to all appearances had forgotten they existed and was waffle stomping some cars.
“Where did you come from”
“The over priced corporate coffee shop. I have everyones caffeine and flavour syrups here.”
“We were about to summon our giant robot and fight that…” Said Dr Singh while gesturing vaguely at the mix and match monstrosity.
“Why?” Asked John Marquis.
“What do you mean why? It’s a danger to people, it’s all big and stomping about like a toddler in an antique pottery shop. we need to save, I dunno, pots.”
“And human lives” Said Rusty. Grabbing his coffee and handing another to his daughter. “Shouldn’t the giant robot be coming out about now?”
“But it is already dead…. look at Myles, look at me. you see us suiting up.”
“The idiot raises a good point’ Said Debs. “Myles looks distinctly un-rabbit like at the moment”
“So” continued John Marquis” Myles can suck off a dead fairly like no ones business, I’ve seen him do it. I once saw him suck off some really big wood.”
“So you are saying Myles can just over into the car park, do a bit of sucking and the big problem goes away.”
“I’m not sucking, it just sort of goes into my inventory space.”
“Myles as you acting commander I’m ordering you to go and give the big dead fairy a good sucking!” commanded Dr Singh. She leaned up against the giant Knuckle buster for authoritative effect.
Myles swore under his breath and began walking in the direction of the giant. Just in time as its two brain cells seem to have sparked up enough to notice the small party of heroes. Well he wasn’t doing this unprotected that was for sure.
“HARMLESS LITTLE BUNNY LEAPS FOR THE STARS, THAT'S NO ORDINARY RABBIT!”
His breathing was steady but tense. He accelerated towards his target. At least he was extremely unlikely to miss something that big.
The undead giant smashed another segment of roof down onto Myles, who leaped and twisted through the steel segments. Just in time for the giant to stop its foot down hard tripping Myles up as he ran forward. Myles dropped into a roll and recovered, feeling the ground beneath him once more. He was closer now, barely a half a carpark between them. The giant looked blankly at Myles. It was dangerous, there was no question of that, but Myles could see what was missing. Its spark of predatory instinct, the alien cunning the weird mum fetish. All of it was gone from this lumbering empty shell.
Myles dashed forward closing the distance. All he had to do was get in range. Myles leapt towards the giant… as it cocked its arm back and punched.
This would hurt. The fist crashed down, slamming Myles into the ground cracking all around him. The suit had come through and taken the brunt of the attack. Myles knew if this thing has been truly alive the attack would have been more vigorous. Battered and bread he may be, he had the thing where he needed it. Myles looked inside… remembering how it felt to draw in the mass of the eldritch forrest. At first it seemed sluggish, not wanting to recognise the altered flesh as fairy material. With his will he gave it a tug and something broke free. The giant was warping and falling down like it was made of sand. It was messy, claustrophobic and his coffee was now likely far to cold. But difficult as this had been a pitch battle between giants would have been hell for the community to manage.
“You missed a bit” Said John Marquis walking over.
Myles glanced over at various wires, flashing doo-dads and some high end thingamy-bobbins.
“Thats all the stuff that was holding it together. It is outside my remit and its staying there on the floor for whatever clever science people want to come and look at it.”
The white hairs man pulled himself up, his armour dematerialising around him, and he brushed himself down.
“I’m impressed Myles” Said Dr. Singh. “John said that was the biggest thing you ever sucked.”
“I’m not rising to the bait.” Said Myles while is forehead said something very different.
“I can see that. Anyway, you saved us getting the Mecca out, probably a lot of property damage too. So you head in after the others and we will secure out here.”
“Thank you Maya.” Said the man who had just finished sucking something enormous. “I’ll go enter the musty hole Zara made by smashing its backdoors in.
“Thats just crass Myles. Wash your mouth out” Said John Marquis.