As the title says, I'm bound to the bed for a couple of weeks, why you ask? I was leading a line of attacks on proxy warehouses all over The US, obviously a certain someone would interfere, seeing as his men were falling like dominoes.
So me and Gorinich, spreading havoc and shit, blowing shit up, killing, infiltrating and suddenly, in the middle of slaughtering a dozen of proxies in one of their warehouses, Marshmallow himself appears, behind the same mentioned proxies, some of them bow down as soon as they see him like a bunch of idiots, others just stand in confusion, me and Gorinich? Fuck dat shit!
Gorinich starts pouncing the proxies that are bowing down, I started attacking them as well, slowly making my way towards Marshmallow Man, if I wasn't too busy splattering proxy brains left and right, I swear I could see Marshmallow Man doing the same thing, he was just picking them up one by one and throwing them left and right, some he crushed, others just ripped apart, heh poor puppies.
To my surprise, Gorinich was making it faster than me, eventually he had a clearing to go at Marshmallow Man himself, he just pounced like a fucking animal across the whole warehouse, ready to stab the ever lasting crap out of Marshmallow Man, but he was caught with one of his many tentacles and proceeded to what seemed like crushing Gorinich, while Gorinich was thrashing left and right, his attention was immediately caught by Marshmallow Man's blank face, shortly after that, he started screaming, holding his head and screaming, I knew what he was doing, a thing he does to a lot of proxies in which he sees potential, he did it to me when we first met.
Gorinich handled it better than me, he started stabbing into one of the tentacles that was holding him, Marshmallow's response was a head tilt and shortly after that, simply threw Gorinich to the side, like a toy that he just got tired of playing with.
It was my turn, at this point all the proxies are panicking, running, clawing for their lives, they don't give two shits about attacking me, all they care about is surviving. It was too crowded, so I asked my darling Fortissimo to put two tentacles against the ground under my feet and lift me into the air, on he's head level, she did so with no problem, darling.
I quickly caught his attention, that one minute stare down was fun, he's blank face and my smiling face, must have looked awesome from the side. Next thing I do, I need to get his attention and I do, by showing him my tongue and flipping him off, head tilt, as always. After that Fortissimo lowers me down and we run outside into the alley, and thats when we meet him, nobody around us, nobody screaming, yelling, running between us, me and him.
He was starring at me, I knew what my reaction was supposed, to be, I was supposed to collapse to my knees, he would start singing and then talking to me, it would hurt, like a bitch, but I didn't, I'm immune to that shit, my darling Fortissimo, one of the things that he is made of, his "Family" turned against him, I can hear only her voice.
I could feel it, he didn't expect it, he was getting pissed the fuck off, nothing new right? Wrong. People saw him getting pissed off because they failed him or some shiz, he would start flailing his tentacles around and become violent. Here, it was different, he was pissed for a different reason, he was pissed because he couldn't control me, he couldn't hurt me, he could kill me, but that wouldn't bring him any pleasure like it usually does. I can't be hurt, he knew that and I knew that, he also didn't know how to locate us, we outsmarted him, that also pissed him off and I swear to God, it was so enjoyable.
After that, he started attacking me, his tentacles, slowly appearing from his back, arms spreading into sides, I got ready. He sent them to come at me, they were flowing at me with such speed, my eye couldn't focus on them, but my darling, Fortissimo, she could, she stopped all those tentacles, she was holding them off an inch from my body, it was hard for her, but she was managing, what I didn't expect, was for his arms to fucking extend, that is a thing he rarely...fuck it, he never does that. They came at such speed, faster than his tentacles, this time my darling was not fast enough, he ended up piercing me right the fuck through the area where you have appendix, his hand went in and went out the other side.
I could see Azoth dripping from the wound, his and mine, I didn't feel it, but I could tell the injury was serious, he then retracted his arm back, with me being pulled towards him, his tentacles disappearing, my Fortissimo concentrating on protecting my body from the inside. Again we were face to uh...no face? He was scanning my face, looking for traces of pain, you couldn't see it by his facial expression, its...I can't even explain it, its a feeling you get.
As he saw the absence of pain, he got pissed off, and was about to probably decapitate my head with one of his rising tentacles in the back, I said fuck that and told Fortissimo to wrap around my hand making a sharp end, making the tentacle wrap around that sharp end, at the same time telling her to wrap around my other hand to make another sharp end and go right for his faceless face.
I didn't exactly pierce it through, that thing is soft, but at the same time hard as fucking brick, but I did make Azoth come out of his head, which was more than enough for my enjoyment, but that was not what I was trying to do, I was trying to get away, I told Fortissimo to extend against his skull, making me get off of his fucking arm that was still inside of me, pushing me away from him, giving me enough distance to escape. He attempted to follow me through The Path, but couldn't, simply because Egle was ready to transport my ass on out of there through her "Path". Something Marshmallow Man can't track us through.
And that is why I'm bound to the bed, not because I'm heavily injured, or I'm in pain, but because Egle and Fortissimo insisted on me staying in bed, and letting them both mend my wounds, Fortissimo from the inside, Egle from the outside, so yup, stuck here for now, also, Gorinich got retrieved as soon as me and Marshmallow left the building by Egle. She is our escape plan. He is alright, nothing a good meal couldn't fix and I believe a fat ass proxy was just the meal he needed.
So since I'm in bed, Koschey and Gorinich are the ones infiltrating for now. I hate being sick, so frikin' boring, but hey, to sense his anger on such extreme, you know, it was worth it.