Victor Creed VS. Shaun Gallagher: The Night Begins

[Victor Creed]

Beat his face in? Hmph...he better be stronger than he looked.

Victor smirked as he felt the first blow given to him from Shaun. His lack of movement brought laughter from the crowd. As he kept going though it was amusing Victor as well, "What? Don't have any power behind your punches Kid?"

It wasn't until he started to grow larger that Creed started to look at this fight as more on equal standing. He chuckled and then threw a right hook at his face. That was the first blow of many from Victor. He didn't let up, following up with each of his punches, attacking areas that he left open. Granted victor took quite a few punches himself but there seemed to be nothing that wore him down. He knew there had to be something up with this kid with the way he grew to his size. Some sort of draining power? But for now he felt fine.

Suddenly Victor threw a punch towards Shaun's left shoulder. It was an odd place to punch but with unhumanly quick reflexes he opened his hand after that punch. Those claws came out then, raking down his chest diagonally.

[shaungallagher]

Shaun took each punch head on. Why block them? where was the fun in that? After all it was much more interesting to see what the great Victor Creed was capable of, then to actually fight him this early on in the match.

The punches were large fast, and fairly devastating, but Shaun was no stranger to a brawl. Taking each punch as they came his grin only widened as small cuts began to appear on his face. A few of the combinations seemed to force him back causing him to spit blood unto the ground before lifting his head in a mocking and confident grin allowing Creed to continue his beating.

By the time Victor had tore his 'claw' across Shaun's chest Shaun was already covered in his own blood as it poured from his freshly opened wounds. There was more red to be seen then white at this point, and Shaun laughed, a guttural sputter more then an intelligible sound as blood came using from the insides of his cut up mouth. That tended to happen when you didn't wear a mouth piece, but Shaun was clearly not one for safety.

One or two teeth may have been lost in the Frey, but that mattered little, really it only gave Shaun something to spit back in the face of his opponent as the tides began to change.

the Rake across his chest was fast and clean, 4 solid lines cut diagonally across his midsection, they weren't all that deep however. A clear indication that Victor was just toying with his prey, and testing the waters. This was something Shaun could respect. A man who kills swiftly and decisively was never a true monster, they were just a tool, a tool with a purpose, a man would could play with his victim and enjoy it however, they were the true killers, the true animals who truly drank in each kill, each experience. Shaun saw within Victor the same force that drove him day after day. The sheer enjoyment of the hunt.

Soon, Shaun's body began to change, slowly at first nearly imperceptibly as the initial beating was administered. His muscles tensed and grew further...his skin darkened until it was as black as coal with the properties of steel ingrained within them. His teeth grew into razor sharp knives, each several itches long as a second row of shredders grew behind them. The blood flow slowed and eventually stopped as his body continued to harden, all that remained of Victor's initial test was a small scratch on his top layer of skin nearly imperceptible to all, but the closest in the crowd. Shaun's eyes grew large and red partially seeming to bulge out of their sockets, as the veins that covered them continued to grow.

Shaun now looked to be much more monster then man, as his eyes were inflamed with the pulsing red veins that carried the blood to his now crimson iris at the core.

He smiled at Creed, now looking much more the part of a predator as he looked down upon him, thirsty for blood.

He now stood a good two or three feet taller then creed, nearly dwarfing him in sheer mass, which any man can tell you, was clearly an inhuman feat.

"Oh so the claws finally come out to play now do they?" Shaun's voice now held a much deeper and sharper quality to it as if he had swallowed bags full of gravel. "Those are nice...adamantium I take it? That must have been a Bitch to get..." Shaun now rolled his head from side to side cracking his neck with large...and strangely deep sounding cracks which continued to resonate throughout the ring.

"Well I have to admit...even my body can't do that well...But I can make due..."


Out of the knuckles of Shaun's now considerably gigantic fist came 4 obsidian Carbonite blades...each the width and relative size of a full Katanas.

"Sure your blades can cut mine...But are you strong enough to do it?"

The last statement seemed like a genuine question as Shaun tested the worth of one of myth's greatest men. Even he with his barbaric size and strength would have quite an issue cutting something as formidable as these blades.

Shaun moved in on him with considerable speed, mimicking a wall as it closed in on its opponent. The volley of fast strong strikes would be devastating to anything they hit, less they be truly godly, but most of all Shaun wanted a chance to sink his teeth into the vulnerable flesh of his opponent.

[Victor Creed]

He could hear the crowd roar as they fianlly saw blood spilling on the ground. The only problem was that it was mostly Shauns. Any part of skin that was broken from Shaun's attacks had been sealed in a matter of moments, just long enough to get a trail or two of blood but that was it.

Victor looked up at the new creature that stood before him. And that was all that could be said for that. It was so strange there was no real describing it as animal or monster. He sneered slightly as even he had to look up. But his eyes were quickly diverted to the katana blades that came out of the monster's fists. Who the hell was this guy? What kind of power was this?

It wouldn't surprise Victor if the crowd would end up cheering for Shaun just to finally see Victor wounded for a longer period of time.

Eyes leveled slightly to Shaun's bantering. He really needed to shut up and fight. He was used to dealing with 'blades', his favorite prey had a set as well. But then again he also had the size advantage over the runt. The other problem was that there is a longer length to those blasted blades, which was going to make maneuvering more challenging. Not that he cared if he was cut.

Just as he moved in slicing Victor rushed forward as well. He didn't care about the cuts he recieved as his blood spilled but the cuts healed again. He moved in close, grabbing Shaun's arms and pulling them apart to give Victor some room. While the beast before him was massive, Victor still had his super strength that could lift full size cars into the air like a piece of tin foil. With that room he created he moved in for a closer attack, and slammed a knee into Shaun's gut. Victor felt how hard his skin had turned then. Cheater.

Victor let go of his arms then, giving him the chance to get away. But he didn't take it. Instead he took the shot at a hard uppercut to Shaun's jaw.

[shaungallagher]

Shaun felt his claws slide into Victors soft and weak flesh. It felt like...well you can imagine what it felt like..as he felt the Ecstasy of skewering his opponent. The claws once embedded into his body would slowly rip the limb apart by causing it to decompose and die.

Victor however was too fast for that, too stoic, too confident and he let the blades skewer him only to continue to move through them as if they weren't there to begin with. The effect of Shaun's powers were greater if they were activated within the body, simply because the inside of the body did not have same kind of protection as the outside. Organs, were squishy, soft and weak, not to mention blood, which would carry anything it was given even deformities.

Despite all of this Victor's wounds healed up just fine as if they were never there to begin with, and his attention remained unwavering. This was to be expected of Creed, to kill a beast like him, one had to wear him down to inhuman extents...something Shaun would rather skip entirely.

That was the boring way...that was the easy way...decompose his genetics until he no longer had the energy to heal them...but there were always much more interesting methods available...

Victor, deprived of an opening decided to make his own, rushing in and skewering himself nearly intentionally he began to wrench open Shaun's arms so he could get to the more interesting bits. Shaun admired him he was a beast after his own dark and twisted heart. He was not prey who fled in terror, he was an animal stuck in a corner and waiting to attack, and Shaun was ready for it.

As the man fought against the strength of Shaun's now behemoth arms, Shaun took the opportunity to inject something of his own. With his claws firmly planted in each of Creed's sides he did what he could to wound the dangerous animal. Decomposition would take too long...but what about organic materials? Cancer was after all just an abnormal growth of cells would his healing powers really attack their own body? it was worth a shot as Shaun placed tumor after tumor within the bowels of creeds body, he also for good measure reduced the consistency of his blood to slush, and added a blood clot or two. Kidney stones were a bitch, so what would it be like to have them...pure balls of hardened calcium flowing throughout ones body. Shaun couldn't be sure, but he was interested to find out.

It took only half a minute or so for Victor to work through Shaun's defenses but that was all the time that he needed, the work was already done. With any luck the Tumors would continue to multiply using his healing factor as a catalyst for growth, but only time would tell...the chain reactions would be interesting...if he couldn't stop them.

Creed tore free of the claws as he rushed forward, determined to get up close and personal. Shaun only smiled as he stared down his opponent, a demonic, sickeningly happy smile. He was in his element. After a moment of staring each other down creed made a hard uppercut, his claws ripping straight through shaun's jaw and up to his mouth. Blood again rushed forward as the mangled visage of what used to be a tongue writhed forward in a sea of red.

A deep and disturbing gurgling sound echoed from the bottom of the monster's throat, and as his body quickly adapted it became clear that it was suppose to be some imitation of laughter.

Instead of healing the jaw, the jaw simply split in two, black knives sized teeth forming on each side as it formed a new, and eerily horizontal, moth. His tongue had become much smaller now imitating that of a snake. Shaun's voice changed as well now sounding much more reptilian in nature. High pitched and clearly in human if forced to talk a lisp would become evident.

Shaun continued to smile with his now inverted mouth and lunged forward at creed as he recovered from the uppercut stuck in his strike zone. Aiming for his neck he would plunge his his destruction straight to the source.

[Victor Creed]

He just...turned into a snake? Well...sort of. Victor snarled at the way he used every thing he did to him and contort it into some twisted way.

Unfortunately he staggered back a moment. A few steps made to gain some distance from him as he started to feel strange. He wasn't sure what was wrong with him. His body just felt...off. After a few moments it seemed to settle, he felt a lot better but still felt odd twinges of pain.

Victor's body had done its job in healing the trauma Shaun caused. His blood returned to normal and the tumors were corrected. The only thing his body couldn't quite get rid of were those kidney stones...

But all of that sudden sluggishness and pain was enough to give Victor a reason not to go near him again. Unfortunately it was necessary.

But the mass of the man had to come at a price. While Victor was not a small man himself, he was well proportioned. Not to mention super human abilities helped. Shaun couldn't be fast in this form though. It was too top heavy and metal had to weigh a ton in itself. That left an opening.

Slipping around to behind his opponent Victor, swiped his claws over his back, using both hands to deal a harsh blow. He did not remain there, he moved backward, to allow Shaun to retaliate. Victor only assumed that he wouldn't be able to spin around fast enough and grab or cut him before he had moved a few feet back away.

[shaungallagher]

Shaun's new jaws came to a loud and unsatisfying clinch as they snapped at nothing but pure air. A high pitched screech reverberated through his teeth as his voiced his disapproval.

Creed was simply too fast too agile to deal with, he was easily able to slip under him and avoid his grasp. Shaun did his best to prevent all routes of escape, but in the end Victor was just too much to hold back for long.

Creed easily slipped by him and slashed hard and fast at his back. Shaun squealed with an odd sound of pleasure as the blood, now yellow in appearance began to gush from his back like puss out of a broken sore. The yellow blood was, in fact, acidic and as it hit the ground it audibly hissed as smoke began to emit from the ground as layers of concrete began to slowly erode away.

As confident as Shaun was in his abilities, he needed to switch things up, show that he wasn't a one hit wonder kinda guy...The only problem was he would need time...

Shaun opened his strange maul and began to spit up a substance not unlike the acid that was burning on the floor, quite possibly a sign of internal bleeding from the wound. The substance hit the knuckles of his and and began to erode his skin down to pure bones, but eventually it worked its way toward the blades.

Arching his giant fist around to meet Victor he used the centripetal force to fling the deadly blades off his fist and toward Victors now vulnerable form, as all the while his body began to change growing smaller and more compact from the base of his body outward. The force of the throw combined with the surprise acid was meant to throw Creed off-guard. Then Shaun would start the next phase of his plan.

[Victor Creed]

Luckily for Victor he had planned to keep his distance from Shaun already. Standing a few feet back he sneered at the sight of the acidic blood on the floor. He looked to his claws then to see if they were affected. Lucky again the acid was just bubbling against the adamantium of his claws. With a flick of his wrists the acid was thrown off of those weapons.

The next sight had Victor arching abrow towards his opponent. Did he just burn off a limb...on purpose? This kid was crazy. His muscles tensed as he waited to see what he was up to. But the guy was quick..at least quicker than he had expected. Creed managed to move out of the way of the blade...for the most part. Instead of getting the blade straight into his chest it stabbed through his shoulder.

Roaring in pain, much like a giant cat, Victor stopped in his tracks. The pain seered in his body but he couldn't move like this. And with a feat of strength he grabbed the blade, not caring as it cut his hand to yank it free from his shoulder. Growling the beast started to heal from his new wound while he tossed the blade across the ring. He could feel the extra acid eating at his skin which helped hinder the healing factor from continuing its job. But once that acid ran out of energy his healing factor went back into full gear to heal the wound in his shoulder.

But even with that kind of distraction, Victor didn't let Shaun go that easily. He charged the man then, running towards him in a full sprint. At least it was a sprint until his hands moved to the ground then his feet, using them as a spring board for the tackle jump that followed. All two hundred and seventy five pounds of muscle flew into Shaun at full force.

[shaungallagher]

Shaun snarled as the blade hit Victor's shoulder. It was too soon the timing just wasn't right. Shaun's body was rapidly morphing from the inside out, but it simply wasn't going to be quite fast enough.

Victor ripped the blade from his shoulder and tossed it aside undaunted. The rumors were true, the guy truly was invulnerable. Shaun sneered he honestly couldn't have hopped for a better opponent. Who better to take down the invulnerable, then the unbeatable? Luck was really shining its graces on him today.

Victor couldn't be beaten by conventional means, he had to be beaten with pain overwhelmed, consumed by it. Only then would his psyche give in to the clutches of darkness and defeat. Well he happened to be in luck cause pain was Shaun's specialty, and he was always willing to share.

Victor tackled him full force, and with Shaun's rapidly depleting body mass he was sent straight to the ground. His melted and shattered hand had shriveled and blackened as the rest of his body continued to shrink to keep up.

Skidding forward on the ground, relatively defenseless against Victor's brutal assault, Shaun brought down his massive but rapidly shrinking left hand and sunk the blades into Creed's large body. Using the blades as a lightning rod he would be able to electrify creed from the inside using his shrunken black, and electrified hand.

Just had to be sure to use enough juice to knock the beast out.

[Victor Creed]

As soon as Victor felt his weight rest firmly upon the ground, from between Shaun of course, he didn't stop his attack from there. Claws were used to rake over his chest again and then suddenly dig into the fronts of both of Shaun's shoulders. All ten claws were dug into his skin firmly, just as that blade cut through Creed's body. That hurt. Victor growled while blood poured from the wound. He refused to let go. Victor had his prey in his claws and it was going to stay that way unless Shaun wanted to rip them out of him himself. The large man then moved, shifting his weight so that his feet could plant on the ground to each side of the now smaller man. He rose up slightly with his knees still bent, balancing on the balls of his feet at the moment.

His intention had been to use his leverage to fling Shaun up and over his shoulders. But before he could follow through with that plan Victor felt that current of electricity rush through his large frame. His eyes widened with the rush of pain as all of his body was electrocuted and started burning from the inside out. Something he wasn't necessarily unused to but it still hurt like hell. Unfortunately this only made Victor dig his claws into Shaun even more. So this was an interesting stalemate.

[shaungallagher]

Shaun laid there the beast on top of him, digging his claws into his chest.

He couldn't have asked for a better situation (aside from the slightly awkward positioning.) Not only was he sure to electrocute him, but the claws embedded in him, would make sure that he felt the effects as well. A nice bonus if he did say so himself.

Shaun started the flow of electricity as he was heaved into the air, by his now substantially larger opponent. A glint in his eye and a evil smirk on his face were illuminated by the visible arcs of electricity surrounding them, as he continually amped up the juice flowing through his arm. Both him and Creed's flesh started to singe and smoke as the electricity worked its way through their nervous system. With Creed now frozen in place it was only a matter of time.

From Shaun's warped and twisted perspective, the sensations he felt could be described no other way, then orgasmic. It was an all consuming blanket of pain that threatened and teased with his consciousness fighting him for dominance. As the electricity continued his assault he felt the urge to cackle in glee, but he found that he could not. Much like creed he found himself paralyzed unable to speak, the best he could do was hold his mouth open wide in a depraved smile as drool arched between the bridges of his teeth.

Nothing could tear him away from this moment...nothing at all.

[Victor Creed]

The smell of burnt flesh was starting to overwhelm his senses. Not that Victor really was concentrating on what he could smell. His body felt rigid and wouldn't move under his control. All he could feel was his muscles spasming with each recurring jolt. He could feel his fingers clenching into Shaun's shoulders again and again, but any blood that was spilled now was immediately cauterized from the eletric shocks.

With one last surge of adrenaline Victor's eyes almost glowed with fury. How he wanted to rip this man's heart out and eat it right in front of him. But he could barely move. The last burst of energy he had he used to pull him closer. Their faces a mere few inches away from one another. Those animal eyes burning into Shaun's very soul as he glared at him. It was a message all on its own. No words needed to be said. He wanted him remember this look, and hoped it would keep him up at night. This wasn't over, not by a long shot.

And then it was... The world had disappeared into a sea of darkness. How could this happen? Victor Creed had lost.

[shaungallagher]

Creed pulled Shaun closer. Now Victor's fist could nearly be seen going through Shaun's body as they stared each other down. Victor had the look of a predator, an animal that would take down anything that would stand in its way, a look of blood lust, and a look of death, Shaun loved it. Shaun in return held his barred his own overconfidence, taunting him, teasing him, egging him own from above.

The two monster's stared directly at each other, smoke now billowing from their husks they once recognized as bodies, and then the great Victor Creed fell. It was a large and wet sound as his head smacked against the bloodied concrete...and then there was silence. It seemed for a moment that the fight may have ended in a draw. Shaun lay there against his foe, seemingly making no attempt to move for a good thirty seconds before he slowly willed his arms up to wretch himself free of Creed's impalement.

It took him a moment, and when he was finally free, it was clear to the audience that his body was not that much better off then his opponents. Despite this Shaun Smiled gleefully raising his arms in victory, and after a moment the crowd responded. As Shaun began to heal, slowly, but surely, the crowd's response got louder and louder. By the time he had walked off the bloody field of battle, nothing could be heard over the intense roars of the crowd. Shaun had defeated the undefeatable, He had bested Victor Creed and he had lived to tell the tale.