To be a Viltrumite (Dc)

The pain came immediately. My vision was briefly blinded by the light from the laser. Smoke rises as I groan and emerge from a massive crater. The 5 tech jackets float in an encircled position around my downed form. They didn't expect it to kill me, probably weaken me?

Wincing at the 1st degree burns littering my entire upper body. I slowly float above the ground. The upper part of my traditional Viltrumite was torn to shreds. Leaving me in only white pants with a cloth in front.

I take a brief moment to admire my body. Hard six-pack abs. Arms that can bend steel. I'm pretty lean. Similar to my very bleary memories of Mark's Build from Invisible Comics. Or was it invincible?

Looking around at the now massively destroyed city i resist the urge to laugh. All this damage done just to give me a few burns and scuffs. Viltrumite durability... and im only get more and more durable as the days go by

Shaking my head. I look at my opponents wearily. Before I catch a gleam on the horizon. I move immediately. Dodging a large projectile that was almost certainly aimed at my head I blur into action.

Moving at speeds that briefly ignite the atmosphere I catch the closest jacket in the gut with a hard punch. My fist tears right through the jacket armor and I feel warm blood coat it.

Wrenching my hand from the fallen opponent. I turn slightly only to be met with a Yell of terror.

"QURAN! NOOOO!"

Suddenly my vision is overcome by the sun itself. Not hesitating or even putting much thought into it I maneuver around the massive attack that slams into a distant skyscraper vaporizing its upperhalf.

I don't get a moment of respite before I feel myself get hammered over and over by the smaller Tech jacket. A girl maybe? And the dude I just killed was her brother or lover? Who knows. Thinking like that will make me feel guilty.

I catch a heavy punch to the face that splits my lip. I'm sent crashing through numerous destroyed buildings before coming to a halt inside another Skyscraper.

The hole I came in from shines bright as the material making up the building slags under immense heat and 4 beams slam into my former position. But I'm already moving.

They can punch almost as hard as the average Viltrumite. And they have sick ass laser beams that can hurt me. But they're marginally slower due to their limited flight.

I go top speed again. Maneuvering around destroyed buildings like a shadow. The jackets look around warily. Back to back. Annoying.

But the angry one presents an opportunity. She? Breaks off from her formation to yell into the air for me.

"Come out you coward! Your people dare come to our world to end our species? We'll return the favor once we're done with you! Every Viltrumite will be ash underneath the heat of our rage! Starting with you!" The taunts? I don't see them as taunts, they reach my sensitive ears as I smirk.

Tossing a rock out from behind another building I mentally whistle as it's immediately bombarded by 4 lasers. Going around the other side I land a heavy kick to one of the jackets before backhanding another.

A grin splits its way onto my face unwillingly as the other two engage me in CQC with my mind a bit clear I wave between their attacks with ease. Compared to a Viltrumite. Their flight is lackluster. Making their attacks predictable.

They're going for a punch? The thrusters on their back shine a hit brighter for speed. A kick? The ones of their calf shoot more heat.

This predictability leads to my dominating. Their tough ass tech jackets have numerous dents in them now. The 4 of them were all breathing audibly through their suits before I closed the distance between me and one notably more exhausted.

With a chop of my hand. Full strength plus built up momentum. I feel the foreign metal and skin tear away as I rip the jacket wearer in half cringing as more blue blood coats my hand.

The other three don't get any leeway to react. I move to dismantle them all the same before my fist is intercepted by a massive metal metal-clawed hand.

"Huh?"

I'm suddenly punched, hard. My nose feels like it broke again as I'm launched down towards the ground. My body is making a huge trench as my vision blackens a bit.

"Fuck, that felt like getting hit by Ursall..."

Looking up a bit shakily I spot a tall buff tech jacket. Wearing a cape with a red insignia on the back and his tech jacket is glowing orange instead of the regular blue.

"General!"

I hear one of the 3 remaining jackets yell in relief as I blink, general? Was I just fighting grunts the whole time?

"I'm so sorry for being late. If I knew the Viltrumites were attacking..." The general speaks with obvious despair. His focus remained solely on me as he spoke.

"Quran, Zxeek... im so sorry." The man mutters to himself. But it reaches my sensitive ears. I spot his two eyes narrow in my direction.

"You three. Go aboard the evacuation ship. I won't lose any more of my students in this pointless war." He speaks to the three remaining jackets with unwavering authority as the three look conflicted.

"But general. This monster killed our friends. We can help!" The female jacket yells at her mentor? I don't know. Slowly standing up I stare at the general blankly. I'll have to take him seriously.

"I said leave Gezeel. That's an order." I spot the Girl shift a bit uncomfortably before she glares at me.

"Make him suffer." She speaks coldly, making me blink. When I kill this general guy will she be coming after me for revenge? Is that a red flag?

Suddenly the three jackets blast off into the horizon leaving me and the General jacket alone.

One moment we're staring at each other. Next, I'm dodging a beam with heat greater than anything I've ever felt before.

I hear the general's suit talk as the beam curves and shoots after me. Now I can feel the heat of it even as I dodge it.

'Fuck'

Maneuvering under the homing beam I close the distance. The blaster turns off as the man shoots towards me to clash head-on.

We meet fist to fist. My eyes widened at the pure strength, he could match a Viltrumite in pure strength? I guess his title isn't for nothing

We clash in an exchange of blows at impossible speeds he's just as fast as well. I emerge Victorious from our CQC encounter with an uppercut that sends the general through a couple of buildings.

He landed a few blows of his own. But Viltrumite marital arts gives me an edge. But he's dangerously skilled and experienced.

If his students were like raging suns. He's like a supernova. Tilting my head out of the way of a punch I smile as the fight escalates. Suddenly a thruster appears on one end of his attack sending his fist hammering into my face rattling my skull. But I recover instantly. My hand lashing out to backhand him but he dodges and shoots a beam at me point blank. But I expected that and maneuvered around it to land a square kick to his gut getting a grunt before I double hammer his back sending him back towards the ground.

He catches himself with his suit's flight before flinging himself at me with renewed speed. Looks like the warmup is over. I take a blow to the stomach so I can retaliate with a signature headbutt. The Shockwave blasts both of us back as I clutch my stomach a bit, still smiling.

The General growls audibly as he looks at my smile. His fist clenches, and the suit emits a green glow that just radiates heat and energy.

"Is this some sort of sick game to you Viltrumite? Is this war amusing to you boy?" He asks furiously as I blink.

"No, I'm just having fun," I answer bluntly.

Since becoming a Viltrumite outside of a few moments with Ursall I almost always answer with the complete truth. What's the point of lying at this point?

I feel my eyes widen as my vision is covered by a massive fist. I dodge by a hair's breadth out of pure instinct. My smile not wavering but I feel a bit more wary as the man throws numerous super speedy punches my way. Each one is faster than the other.

"FUN! This is fun to you!? Killing numerous innocents!? Trying to kill an entire species because they aren't fans of letting you Viltrumites do whatever the fuck you want throughout the galaxy? This is FUN?" The man's helmet glows as I dodge out of the way of a head beam. He's angry. Which makes him predictable.

I move with brutal efficiency. Capitalizing on his rage, I dodge a wild swing to land a punch to his gut that folds him over before I slam a kick into his back with a twist sending him crashing into the pavement.

"This isn't how things work. Getting angrier doesn't make you stronger. Trust me I've learned this the hard way. You're just fighting recklessly." I recite the words of Ursall as the man laughs.

Is that even true? Thoughts for later.

"I'll show you reckless. Suit! Go into termination mode!"

The suit beeps as the man growls.

"Yes! Fuck anything else. I'm taking this stuck-up freak with me!"

Suddenly I hear a deep whir before the man's green glowing suit shines Bright red. The robotic voice is now menacingly deep making me float backwards a bit.

I don't get time to blink, my face is suddenly battered by a glowing hand. My already slightly split lip and damaged nose are spewing even more blood as I'm slammed through numerous buildings.

I don't get time to recover before my back is kicked hard sending me sailing into the air. His speed is borderline a blur to me now as I feel my eyes widen.

I catch a small glimpse of his blurring figure before a fist slams into my gut hard. I feel a rib snap as I'm sent even further into the air.

The General hammers at my stomach over and over as I feel the two of us leave the planet's atmosphere. We enter space as I get my gut hammered one more time.

(You Viltrumites still need to breathe right? How does it feel to slowly suffocate? There's no going to catch a breath with me here. You're gonna die in the cold void of space) The generals voice projects in my head through some weird tech as I remain floating under the lack of gravity rather than flight. That hurt a lot.

(Those punches made sure you couldn't get a breath in while I dragged you up here. For a species so focused on superiority. You guys are still so vulnerable to certain things, huh...) The General taunts me as I feel a sick grin find its way onto my face.

My head rises. And instead of discomfort or panic on it like he probably expected. He's only met with a cold smile.

(Who said I needed to breathe?)

Before he can respond I'm closing the distance. My smile shifts to a savage grin as I hammer the surprised general with hundreds of blows.

He's right if I were a normal Viltrumite I probably would have suffocated right here. Unlucky for him I'm the furthest thing from the normal Viltrumite.

Tackling the tech jacket wearer. We re-enter the atmosphere at insane speeds as I ignore numerous blows hammering on my back.

I aim our bodies towards a forest of some kind. Orange trees. Neat. The General and I slam into the forested area in an explosion of force.

He recovers from getting body slammed from space immediately. His suit endurance is no joke. I dodge 2 beams that vaporized the trees near me. He moves again and this time I track him the whole way my eyes adjusting to his speed like a vision-impaired person putting on glasses. Once a blur, now just a very fast silhouette which is manageable.

Catching a kick I maneuver my leg behind his non-kicked out leg tugging. Sending him a bit off balance as I punch toward his unguarded chest. He blocks with his left arm but I spin with the momentum of my first blow transitioning to an overhead kick that slams into his helmet-clad head.

I feel the metal dent a bit under the force of my kick as he's slammed into the ground head first. The already destroyed surroundings get even more destroyed as his crash makes the ground Crack like spiderwebs.

I don't let him recover. Grabbing his cool cape, I throw him into some surviving trees. His body crashing through them like wet cardboard and I follow.

But I immediately disengage as a pure white energy beam pierces the air where I once was. Scowling I begin to weave between numerous things. Thrown trees. Starry beams, a large boulder is thrown in my direction which I decide to tank.

But that proves to be a mistake as the boulder explodes when coming into contact with me- I'm blasted by a beam of searing heat. Hissing in agony as I carve through the ground leaving trenches as I come to a stop by my flight catching myself.

I look at myself. Numerous parts of my skin are red. Bruises littered my entire visible body. My ribs hurt a lot. Blood was pooling down my face. But I grin even more.

This is very fun. A way to escape everything. Fighting someone strong.

-BOOM!-

Looking up I spot my opponent slamming into the ground. His suit's even brighter. He's probably nearing his limit and wants to end things. I'm not one to back down though.

He glares at me. I smirk at him. My hand stretches out as I egg him on with a familiar taunting motion from my bleary past.

"Come at me."

I hear the thrusters on his back shift as I kick off the ground in a sonic boom. The general follows suit as we yell

"Rahhhhh!"

"You damn Viltrumite!"

We charge each other and everything explodes in a flash of white.