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Arthur hovered over the rolling black waves, droplets sliding off his boots, shadows coiling around his shoulders like smoke. Below him, Lobo dog-paddled angrily, hair floating like a drowned rockstar, glaring up with the pure resentment of a man who believed water was a personal insult.
Arthur crossed his arms.
"Lobo, do you really wish to fight me like this? You know you can't kill me, right?"
Lobo spat out seawater so hard it almost sounded weaponized.
"Who the hell DECIDED THAT, huh!?" he barked. "I didn't sign no paperwork sayin' I can't kill the spooky shadow dude!"
Arthur let out a long, weary sigh, the sigh of a man regretting every life choice that led to this exact moment floating over an unkillable alien moron.
"Arrogance and acting like you can do anything won't make you defeat me," Arthur said. "So here's what I propose."
Lobo stopped paddling, bobbing on the waves like a pissed-off buoy.
His eyebrow shot up.
"…I'm listenin'."
"You said the person who hired you isn't very pleasant to look at," Arthur continued.
"Damn right," Lobo said proudly. "Ugly as a human with a rash."
"Is he from Earth?"
Lobo threw his head back and cackled, slapping the water.
"As if your kind can AFFORD my services!" he howled. "Though…"
He waggled his eyebrows.
"I might work pro bono if I get to score a girl like yours. The black haired one especially... woo-wee—"
Arthur's eyes narrowed.
"Fine, I'll get the answer soon enough."
Lobo flashed him a fanged grin.
"That remains to be seen!"
Something in Arthur's vision flickered an incoming blur to his right.
He barely leaned aside as Lobo's space-bike screamed through the air like a missile, missing Arthur's torso by inches. The Czarnian wasn't done he snapped his wrist, and his chain shot out with a metallic whip-crackle, hooking perfectly onto the handlebars.
The moment it latched, the bike yanked him out of the sea, dragging him skyward like a feral fishing catch.
Lobo swung onto the seat mid-air, flipping Arthur off enthusiastically.
"WOOOHOO! THAT'S HOW THE MAIN MAN DOES IT!"
Arthur's face didn't move.
But the Doomsday bone gauntlets materialized over his forearms with a crunching bloom of bone and shadow, spikes forming along his knuckles.
"Fine," Arthur murmured.
"If this is how you want it."
Two heavy plasma pistols materialized in Lobo's hands.
He didn't even aim. Just sprayed chaos.
"LIGHTS.. CAMERA FRAGGIN' FIREWORK SHOW!"
Twin streams of charged alien energy hammered Arthurbut each blast glanced off, flaring against his skin like sparks bouncing off steel.
Lobo blinked mid-laugh.
"…oh. Oh, I don't like that. I don't like that one bit.."
He dialed up the pistols.
Lights flared red.
The barrels whined ominously.
"Alrighty THEN let's juice it! OVERCHARGE MODE, BABY!"
The next volley screamed through the sky.
Arthur raised a single hand.
A shadow barrier unfurled,
The blasts hit the barrier
exploded
and the shockwaves rippled across the ocean in great circles.
Lobo kept firing, laughing hysterically the whole time.
"HYYYYEAH! C'MON, SHADOW BOY! SHAKE THAT LITTLE BLACK HOLE HEART OF YOURS!"
Arthur, still floating, still calm, still annoyed.
"Annoying bastard."
Lobo's grin widened, feral.
"Well, can you show me what you can do?"
And with that, the bounty hunter rocketed toward him again howling, guns blazing, chain swinging
fully prepared to die a thousand more times.
And Arthur was prepared to make sure he would.
The sky became a battleground bright streaks of plasma cutting through darkness while two figures collided again and again, each impact shuddering the clouds themselves.
Arthur didn't even try to hide the irritation in his eyes.
Lobo, however? He looked thrilled.
"NOW THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!" the Czarnian roared as he fired a giant cannon that looked suspiciously like it was stolen from a warship. "STAND STILL SO UNCLE LOBO CAN TURN YA INTO CONFETTI!"
Arthur blurred.
The blast tore through clouds instead, exploding somewhere over the ocean with a thundering BOOM.
Arthur reappeared behind Lobo, violet eyes glowing as he threw a punch Doomsday bone gauntlet cracking through Lobo's ribs.
Lobo's spine bent at an angle no biology should allow.
"GAH-HAH!"
He spat blood and grinned through it.
"Ya hit like my granny's hover-chair! TRY HARDER!"
A chain wrapped around Arthur's wrist mid-swing Lobo yanked, dragging Arthur down toward his bike.
Arthur simply rotated midair, the chain twisting around his arm like a leash, and then
WHAM
He pulled Lobo clean off the bike and slammed him downward.
They crashed through a floating billboard, scattering glass everywhere.
Lobo's arm tore off on impact.
"Oh, FRAGGIT" he barked as he grabbed his own detached arm mid-fall. "Gimme a sec!"
The arm reattached with a disturbing sound.
Arthur raised a brow.
"I didn't know that's how your regeneration works.."
"Nah, my arm is fried, I'll regrow a new one later on, ALSO FLATTERY WON'T GET YA OUTTA THIS SMACKDOWN!"
Lobo pulled out… a guitar
He shredded a chord
and the guitar unleashed a concussive sonic blast that shattered the air.
Arthur's shadow barrier snapped into place.
The sound crashed over it like a wave hitting a mountainside.
Then Arthur shattered the barrier deliberately sending shards of shadow darts flying toward Lobo.
They pinned Lobo's jacket to the sky itself.
Lobo blinked.
"…Okay, NOW that's just CHEATIN'."
He tore himself free, ripping half his jacket in the process, and launched upward with jet boosters strapped to his boots.
"ALRIGHT, ROUND TWO! THE MAIN MAN'S JUST GETTIN' WARMED UP!"
He fired twin wrist-lasers Arthur bent backward midair, the beams whizzing past him and slicing a cloud clean in half.
Arthur flicked two fingers.
Ruler's Authority seized Lobo mid-flight and hurled him upward like a ragdoll.
Lobo tumbled, cackling the whole way.
"WOOOOHOO! THROW MEEEEE HARDER!"
Before he could stabilize, Arthur was already above him appearing like a strike of shadow lightning.
He axe-kicked Lobo straight downward.
Lobo cratered into his own space-bike and hit the shore.
The bike exploded.
"…Ow," Lobo groaned from the smoking wreckage, half his face missing.
It reformed moments later.
He grinned with new teeth.
"Ya broke my bike. That'll cost ya extra."
Arthur deadpanned.
"Oh no. I'm terrified."
Lobo pulled out another weapon this time a giant bazooka etched with alien runes.
He fired.
A glowing net of pure plasma came screaming toward Arthur.
Arthur raised a palm.
Shadows burst outward like wings then folded, slicing through the net like tissue paper.
The remnants wrapped around Lobo instead, exploding in his face.
"DAMMIT!"
His hair caught fire.
He patted it out aggressively.
"Note to self: don't point that one THIS way."
Arthur was suddenly right in front of him.
Shadow energy coalesced around Arthur's arms purple lightning flickering across bone gauntlets.
Arthur punched.
The shockwave turned the shore into a mess.
"OOOOF, NICE ONE!" Lobo howled, tumbling, regenerating as bone cracked back into place.
He swung his chain like a flail, sparks flying.
Arthur caught it mid-swing.
And pulled.
Lobo flew forward uncontrollably.
"You REALLY don't stay down," Arthur muttered.
"DAMN RIGHT!" Lobo barked proudly. "THE MAIN MAN DOESN'T DO 'DOWN' UNLESS IT'S WITH SOMEONE'S HOT SISTER!"
Arthur punched him again.
"Dumbass," he said calmly.
Lobo tumbled backward, laughing even as blood sprayed in gleaming red arcs.
He wiped his mouth, still grinning.
"THIS IS FRAGGIN' AMAZING! C'MON, SHADOW BOY!"
Arthur's boots touched the wet sand violet light radiating from his eyes.
"You're unbelievably annoying."
Lobo stared at the stars for half a second, then burst into loud, delighted laughter.
"BAHAHAHA! AND YOU'RE ENTERTAININ'! BEEN AGES SINCE SOMEONE LASTED THIS LONG AGAINST THE MAIN MAN!"
Arthur lifted his hands
A long, elegant shadow-blade grew from his palms, serrated with violet energy.
His other hand mirrored it.
Twin blades extended in the night.
Arthur's gaze sharpened.
"I'll test this immortality of yours."
Lobo grinned wide enough to show every inch of trouble he embodied.
"Ohhh, that's the SPIRIT, SHADOW BOY."
He cracked his neck loudly, stood up, and casually flipped his guns into position.
His fingers brushed the triggers with affection.
"You wanna carve me up?"
Lobo winked.
"Be my guest."
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