Colossus By Design: Entry 0146 - The Great War, Part 3

[March 10, 2146]
[Johannesburg, African origin continent]

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High over the battlefield, the corrupted form of Mothra, now known as Battra, hovers and stares with soulless eyes. Every P.E.M.F., Warmonger, and non-standard P.E.M.F. stands silent for several more seconds. Finally, Battra lets loose an ear-piercing shriek and dives down into the fray.

Immediately after, everyone resumes battle. This time, Bagan doesn't hesitate and joins his brethren in close quarters combat. Battra, meanwhile, makes low swoops just over the heads of the ground-based fighters, liberally letting loose energy beams from its eyes; most of them miss their mark.

He makes several more dive-bombing runs, though most of the beams that do happen to hit their mark only scratch the surface of their target. Battra, becoming increasingly frustrated, hovers above the battlefield with wings spread wide. From its wings, several lightning-esque bolts of pink energy shoot out, hitting everything in their path, every P.E.M.F. and Warmonger. However, Bagan knowingly allows this to happen and puts up an invisible barrier to shield himself.

All of the P.E.M.F.s are either dead or unconscious from the last attack by Battra, and Godzilla, Gamera, and the Warmongers have all had the wind knocked out of them.

Bagan, with a look of satisfaction, walks towards Freedom of Justice; Battra hovers behind him. He picks up the dazed Warmonger by the neck and looks directly into his visor; the P.E.M.F. leader's eyes glow a deep red.


"You have failed, machine. I have managed to corrupt even your purest ally! What can you hope to do against that kind of power?"

(Thomas Scott): I won't be the one to say, you son of a bi--


Before Freedom of Justice can finish, Bagan throws him to the ground and roars loudly at him; he raises his hand in the air; it crackles with crimson energy. Just as he's about to finish the Warmonger leader off, a railgun slug rushes by, impacting his hand and blowing off a few fingers. This causes him to pull his hand back towards his body to allow it to regenerate.

Bagan raises his other hand in the direction of the shot, blasting out a crimson wave of energy that acts like a third hand and grabs hold of Royal Commando from behind the collapsed apartment debris. With one flick of his hand, the energy wave recoils backwards like a whip, pulling the Warmonger right out of his cover, directly in front of him on the ground.


"Insolent creature! I will make an example for you lot....."


Bagan motions Battra over; the corrupted creature obeys. He hovers over Royal Commando, lifting him up into a standing position and holding the Warmonger in place in his six legs. Bagan, whose right hand has fully healed, once again ignites it with crimson energy. He pulls his hand back, ready to stab it straight through Royal Commando's core.

All of a sudden, a huge blast of atomic energy flies through the air, about to hit Bagan square in the back. However, he reacts too quickly, shielding himself from the blast with the same hand he was about to stab the Warmonger with.

This is enough of a distraction for Royal Commando to throw his head backwards and hit Battra in one of his compound eyes. This briefly stuns him, releasing his grip on the Warmonger. Immediately after, Gamera stands up and engages his lower limb jets. At the same time, Union's Warrior activates her fan shield and creates a huge cloud from the smoke from Gamera engaging his flight form.

A great number of coloured lights shine through the thick cloud, signifying a multitude of powerful attacks being thrown around that are invisible from the outside.

From the top of the shroud, Gamera's spinning form emerges and blows away the smoke. Inside, Godzilla and the Warmongers are arranged in a circle, but Battra and Bagan are nowhere in sight. Suddenly, Bagan slams his elbow down on Gamera, sending him back into the ground into the circle below. Battra, beside his master, blasts energy beams from his eyes and energy bolts from his wings into the crowd below.

This maneuver sends the combatants down below flying backwards, but they remain standing. They immediately begin firing their weaponry at the pair above; blasts of plasma, shells, ammunition, and atomic energy are sent through the air, but Bagan and Battra manage to effortlessly dodge the incoming blasts. However, whilst dodging some shells from Royal Commando, an atomic breath attack sails past, hitting Battra on one of his wings and sending him down to the ground.

Bagan, now extremely angered, sends forth a crimson energy beam from his mouth to the ground below. In response, Godzilla blasts his atomic breath upwards; the two beams collide, equally matched in power. Neither of the two show signs of giving in.

However, Gamera and the Warmongers add their weapons to the beam struggle; their added firepower begins to push back Bagan's, finally hitting him directly in the face; this results in an enormous explosion. A large mass falls from the explosion's cloud, landing in a pile of rubble down below.

Godzilla, Gamera, and the Warmongers rush over to check on it; Royal Commando slowly walks up to the mass, assumed to be Bagan. The dust eventually settles, revealing the body.

Bagan's body lacks a head, and most of its chest region has been disintegrated as well. Royal Commando sighs, turning back to the others and giving them a thumbs up; the others begin to relax.

Suddenly, a clawed hand brimming with crimson energy pierces right through his chest region; Royal Commando's non-standard DE energy core is in its grasp. The Warmonger looks down, seeing his core; it promptly gets crushed in the hands grip. Royal Commando's hull lights begin to shut down, and his hull starts falling apart, piece by piece.

Behind him, Bagan's body stands, with its chest region nearly fully regenerated; his head bursts from the regenerating neck stump and looks at Godzilla, Gamera, and the rest of the Warmongers with an expression of sadistic satisfaction.


"My example, heretics."