"You come up here...Do all of this? And for what!"
Iron Boot gripped his Warhammer harder. The iron gauntlets that laid around his hands reverberating a metallic crunch under the weight of his hands
"Cuz I don't wanna see that old lady cryin' any more...Now c'mon!" The Smile widened in that moment as he shouted "SHOW ME WHAT YOU'VE GOT!" Leroy declared, digging his feet into the ground
"ERRAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The Marine howled at the top of his lungs before bringing the hammer up! AND SLAMMING IT INTO THE GROUND! Attempting to bring it down on the pipsqueak's head!
In a flash, Leroy ducked and jumped out of the way effortlessly! A giant crater a few meters wide formed, the stone beneath of them caving in! The cracks reverberated and propagated through the foundation itself! Such a sight to behold!
In retaliation, Leroy cocked his arm back, before firing off an explosive straight jab! The fist twisting into the wall of flesh and muscle that was The iron boot!
"SHOT!"
Feeling the pain of the attack spread throughout his chest, Ruger clenched his teeth, letting out a pained moan. "ERN GGH!"
"Who...Gives a shit about them!" He moaned again as the fist snapped back into place. Leroy dashing out of the way of a defensive swing of the mighty weapon.
"The weak...The Febrile...All they Are meant to do, is to uphold strong! And the Mighty! That is their only purpose! To serve!"
"And if they get in our way...They can be easily replaced. Like a cog in a machine!"
Bringing a hand up to his chest. He gripped at his shirt before clenching his fist. Before tearing it away. The Fabric of the shirt tearing away as he did so! Revealing his truly astonishing form! Covered in scars, from bullets to blades. To burn and scrapes!
*
Ruger Strap. The Iron Boot.
He Joined the marines at a young age. He had always had a knack for power. This lust for authority and control moved him up the ranks.
Regardless of how strong he was. His words were always effective in making people do what he wished. Doing what told them
And in only 15 years he moved up the chain of command, landing himself in the position of lieutenant, commanding over a platoon of marines on shells.
And yet he yearned for more. Eventually. After a year of lying in wait. He orchestrated a coup. Devising the death of the previous captain of shells and reporting a pirate attack.
The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.
From which he was promoted to captain, and with the additional funds funneled to him by the government for reparation to "Repair the Damage" that in truth was never there.
He turned shells from a once humble oyster trading island. To a regime under his authority.
And yet after all that time. Finally, someone has had the guts to do something.
*
"GRIEVOUS HAMMER!" Ruger lifted the hammer into the air, and attempted to slam it down into Leroy yet again!
'So predictable!' Thought Leroy as he simply stepped back, another crater shattering into the stone! Leroy then brought his foot down onto the hammer! The force of his foot prevented the Marine Captain from lifting it back up! Enraging the Marine even more as he suddenly let go of the Hammer and charged leroy! Attempting a tackle!
But then, At the last moment, Strap pulled a large Bowie knife from his back! The Blade slick with a light drizzling of rain water. Leroy jumped out of the way. But The captain was desperate, he swiped the steel through the air! Slicing through the crimson red sash! Cutting a piece of the Fabric!
That's when the smile dropped...
Leroy Shot his hand out, Catching the piece of fabric cut from the cloth. Clenching it in his hand. His brow furrowing and turning into a scowl
"Ruhahahaha! Finally Got you Didn't I! That fuckin rag their got in the way though." He gave a nasty toothy grin. Flipping his knife into reverse grip and getting into attack position, giving a wipe of his nose with his thumb.
His eyes were focused on Leroy. Who was just looking at the cut piece of cloth when finally, their eyes locked.
'Take care of it for me.' A Voice Echoed
Leroy Disappeared
Suddenly, The Captain's eyes widened as he lurched forward, an intense and excruciating pain shooting throughout his entire body.
Then the sound hit. A loud THOOM, followed by a rush of wind!
Leroy planted his fist into the sternum of the Marine. Shattering his Ribs in their Entirety! Sending him flying backwards and into the marine base!
But before that could happen, Leroy cocked back another arm, And fired it off! Then Another, and Another! And suddenly! He was throwing hundreds of punches in the blink of an eye! His fist whipping back and forth in a blur of speed!
"Volley!"
The full force of Gomu Gomu No Volley slammed into Ruger Strap all at the same time! Loud sounds of thundering impacts shocked through the night! Adding to the destructive force of the blow as he slammed into the Building! Dust and rubble shooting out as suddenly!
The Full Structure began to Collapse! Marines Rushed out of the building! Rushing to get their weapons over the shoulders and keep their caps on their heads! The Cacophony of sound and rubble was finished with a giant plume of spewing across the base!
SNAP
Leroy's arms retracted back to him as he let out a sigh. "Hah~" Beads of sweat dripped down his face. Not of exhaustion, but rather exertion. He had actually put effort into that attack. And it utterly annihilated the marine in one go. From the first punch.
It was over...
The sound of hammers clicking into place brought Leroy back to attention from looking down at the cut piece of fabric. Looking up he saw a group of marines pointing a myriad of weapons at him
"At ease..."