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JL Finale 08: Scorn Vs Dragon

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Scorn looked about the large chamber. There were only a few stalagmites and a couple of big rocks to hide behind. In reality those places were likely not to save anyone from dragon's breath. The only way out was back the way they came. But there was no way she was turning back now. She had the power of Wonder Woman, surely a dragon was nothing.

The beast came forward and Scorn did not hide. When she looked around she saw her soldiers in corners and trying to hide behind the rocks and stalagmites. The mechs came forward as well, Ripper and Angel hovering, and Reaper and Stealth coming to her side. The dragon came forth like a bat crawling with it's wing arms and legs moving from behind. The long and powerful tail swished behind it taking out a couple of stalagmites in the process. And then a miraculous thing happened. It spoke to her.

“Who are you that has the face of the daughter of the Queen Mother, yet I see someone else hides behind your eyes? Only three may pass this gate and you are not what you seem.”

“I am Scorn. The Queen Mother's daughter is dead and I have taken her body as my own. As for the Queen Mother, she is about lose her life as well.”

The dragon's eyes closed for a moment, then opened again. The great head on the long neck snaked down so now it was face to face with Scorn. “You speak in half truths. I sense the battle outside, but the Queen Mother is still very much alive, as is the Queen's daughter. You have her imprisoned within her own body. What sort of being are you? A witch? A sorceress? A demon?” The stare of the beast was quite menacing and with each word, it's head moved that much closer to Scorn.

There was no more time for this. She was too close to let things slip because of a fairy tale beast, no matter how big. She removed her long-coat and tossed it aside. She loved her coat. “The Wonder Woman is no more. Now there is only me, Scorn. I seek revenge on those who have wronged me and I am here by Hades request.”

“As I have said. Only three may pass this gate and Scorn is not one of them.” The dragon reared up and a glow could be seen beneath his chest that grew brighter until he spewed fire right at Scorn.

The women shouted and ducked. The mech's attempted to move forward but were scattered from the intense heat. When the flame subsided, there stood Scorn. Blue wispy flames swirled around her then fizzled out. Not her hair nor even her suit was burned. Besides being bullet proof it was highly resistant to heat, ice, acids and should remain flexible in the vacuum of space.

The dragon looked angry. “You may have Wonder Woman's powers, but you are not her. I shall make my fire hot enough to vanquish even her body and she shall be a martyr in the protection of this portal.” And the glow began to form in it's chest again.

“I don't think so.” Scorn said out loud and she flew right up to the dragon's head and wrapped herself around it's jaws keeping them shut. This was a reaction out of desperation, yet also an indication of her growing confidence in hew own powers. This was all new to her. She felt the strength inside her grow. She had that sense of needing to draw strength to accomplish a task. Like when there's that extra bit of exertion to open the stuck jar lid. But this was no jar. When she concentrated and called upon that strength, it came to do her bidding. So this is what it was really like. She now wondered why Diana had never taken over the world. If this is how it is, she would be virtually unstoppable. All the better that she, Scorn, could now make proper use of this power.

She could feel the dragon trying to open it's jaws and with it's clawed wing hands it tore at her. The sharp tips would not pierce her divine skin. She saw the glow grow in the beast's chest. She imagined the beast could not stop it now and the only release would be out of it's mouth...unless it could not open it.

Scorn shouted. “Everyone! Get out! Now! Get back to the temple! Run!”

They hesitated then quickly obeyed. The mech's backed off as the women got out, but did not leave.

“Mistress! What do we do?!” Stealth spoke in a loud, amplified voice. She sounded scared. Perhaps.

“GET! OUT! Unless you want to find out if your new outer skin can take a blast from dragon flame!”

The mechs backed out. The beast rumbled and thrashed as the glow grew bright white. It tried to dislodge her, but Scorn found her strength. She wrestled the dragon and brought it to it's knees on the ground and then it blew.

Flame shot from every orifice of the beast except its mouth. The eye sockets shot flames, the nostrils shot flames, even its rear end shot flames. The chest burst open with a small roar followed by an explosion. Luckily Scorn had the beast close to the hard stone floor. The chamber shook and some of the roof caved in, but it was all over in less than a minute. Scorn was thrown against the wall and it actually hurt some. Her skin was hot, but returned to normal quickly.

A small blast came from the original entrance. Scorn looked quickly but it was Stealth and Reaper clearing debris from the doorway. She stood up and dusted herself off and looked around. The dragon's carcass laid there with it's eyes and part of it's nose missing. The area from it's chest through the abdomen were burned and ripped wide open. There wasn't much blood, everything had been scorched.

“Mistress. You survived.” Reaper said.

“You truly do have the power of a God.” Stealth said.

Angel and Ripper entered next with all the women in tow. They marveled at their mistress' prowess and how she saved their lives.

“You are a force of nature, my mistress.” Angel slightly bowed.

The women cheered and gathered round. Only Ripper remained speechless, but Scorn's ego had just been so boosted, she would never notice.

“Now where is it?” Scorn said. And she scanned the room until her eyes settled on what she was looking for. “Ah, there you are.” She walked over to a large boulder with the tail of her coat sticking out from underneath. She tossed the boulder aside like a pebble and grabbed the long and stylized coat, giving it a shake to remove the dust. Donning the sturdy leather cover she walked to the final gate. She pulled on the strange metal bars of the gate and it swung right open. The jagged rock that filled and blocked the hole receded into the walls of the passage with a loud grinding noise and lots of rock dust and a smooth round tunnel was revealed.

She peered into the large round opening and felt a certain kind of cold seep from the passage that was beyond Earthly cold. She felt it straight to her bones. It was dark, but there was a faint and sickly, greenish glow coming from beyond.

Scorn issued orders. “All the mechs with me and you three.” She pointed at two of the women. “The rest of you guard these portals. If Batman and crew appear, they cannot get through until I'm done.”

“Yes mistress.” All voices replied in unison.

She stepped through the portal followed by Stealth, Angel, the three women then Ripper and Reaper. The tunnel was not very long, maybe fifteen or more meters and it curved two times, so one could not see the exit from the entrance. The group came out of the other side, no gate barring the entrance to the chamber. Looking back Scorn could see the carved and decorated stonework on this side of the tunnel. They entered the chamber and there was the sense of this being a giant cave, though quite empty except for more stalagmites and stalactites and more large boulders sitting about randomly. All they could see was the floor and the far wall. A white glow seemed to come form the ceiling, but no ceiling could be seen. And the back wall stretched into darkness to the left and right. In the far wall was another dragon's head. This one far larger than the last. But only a head and a bit of neck protruded from the bacl wall. The dragon's mouth gaped wide and set inside, blocking the throat, was aother large door. It looked made of wood with metal reinforcement.

Scorn moved forward with confidence and Stealth and Arch Angel kept pace. The women cautiously moved forward with rifles leveled and their heads swiveling left and right. A red glow came from the roof of the dragon's mouth dimly illuminating the door, yet no source could be seen for these lights. Scorn smiled broadly with a wicked twitch to her mouth and sinister scowl to her eyes. She had finally arrived.

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Curia-DD's avatar
What a great one on one battle :)