The black king wasn't going down easy. He took hit after hit (really how could anyone not hit him? He was the size of a mountain), but he just kept coming. Aradia had the thing surrounded, Vriska threw head shots, Feferi flitted about healing people...everyone gave it their all.
At least, almost everyone. Gamzee didn't really see why he should join the fight. The others had it covered. He liked it better sitting back and watching. Sure, they were having a tough time of it, but some miracle or other would get them through it.
Gamzee was admiring a particularly fierce blow from his angry bro Karkat when a streak of black caught his eye. One of the king's tentacles had whipped out of the blue and swatted Tavros out of the sky, knocking him from his rocket car. As his airless coughs spluttered chocolate blood onto the ground, something started moving in Gamzee, jerking, halting, burning, freezing.
"die."
In a matter of seconds, Gamzee closed the gab between himself and the king. One leap, and he was soaring up to eye level with one of the monstrosity's heads.
"MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!"
Zillihoo crashed into the carapace, crumpling half of the head in on itself. The king stumbled, shock and pain in its gurgles. Gamzee fell back to the ground, strolling away from the beast. The two-faced beast inside him had gone back to sleep, and Gamzee wanted to do the same.
[All characters come from Andrew Hussie's web comic Homestuck.]
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