“Giants are not what we think they are. The same qualities that appear to give them strength are often the sources of great weakness.” – Malcom Gladwell
Part 2 – Maverick and Goliath
Full Throttle weaved around the pathways, searching for his foe. Maverick had only taken off a few seconds ahead of him, yet he seemed to have completely disappeared. Throttle continued to speed towards the council, but was halted by some odd movement in the trees above. Braking, he glanced up to see a large raven perched on a branch. It wore golden armor on its wings, and a crown upon its head. It was the Valravn. Commander Throttle drew his blaster, and pointed it at the bird. Its head slowly turned to face him. They stared each other down, neither of them making a sound. Then Valravn let out a loud cry, and dove off the branch. Throttle fired his blaster, grazing the wing of the bird. It swooped upside down, and dove back towards the commander. He fired three more times, but was unable to slow it down. Valravn stretched out his claws, and knocked Throttle to the ground. The bird began to rip him apart, pecking at his chest plate. It ripped open his chest, and tore out the various wires and mechanicals that kept him alive. Unable to move, Throttle yelled out in pain, trying to call for help. He locked eyes with the bird one more time. Its beady yellow eyes glared at him. Then it pecked out his sight visor, and everything went black.
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Magic Mountain High Council Gate – Located at the Top of Samurai Summit
Maverick continued to race through the park until he arrived at the gates of the High Council. Readying his knife, he quietly attempted to sneak around the two guards. He recognized them as the ninja and the gold miner. The pathetic foes paced back and forth, completely unaware of his presence. He quickly slipped by them, and proceeded through the gate. Once inside, he attempted to make his way to the Central Seating
“HALT!” a voice commanded.
Maverick froze in his tracks. Towering before him was the powerful and gargantuan warrior, Goliath. He wore the magnificent armor of a Spartan, and bore a sword of pure Damascus steel. Only a heroic leader such as he could wield that sort of weapon.
“Are you the one they call Maverick?” Goliath questioned, gesturing for Maverick to come closer. He didn’t.
“Yes? And you’re the warrior known as Goliath. Pleasure to meet you.” Maverick said, tipping his hat sarcastically.
“Well, Maverick, would you mind explaining to me why the Cedar Fair Army has chosen to strike on this day, after all the peace we’ve kept over the years?”
“Peace!?” Maverick sneered. “Just a few months ago you killed a goddamn general on our soil! You call that peace?”
“‘Twas an accident! An unfortunate event! Tatsu explained it in the trials! You set him free too!”
Their conversation had escalated to an argument. It wasn’t going to turn violent immediately, like Maverick had originally expected. He continued to stand on guard though.
“And you believe the sly bird? That terrifying piece of trash? You believe him?” Maverick shouted.
“How dare you speak towards my fellow warrior that way! He is an honest creature!”
Goliath readied his sword. Just as Maverick had began to let his guard down, too. He let out a heavy sigh, and reached for his knife. Goliath was quicker than expect though, and shoved him to the ground. The knife flew out of reach, leaving Maverick defenseless.
“I’m sorry Maverick, but you can’t always win every battle. If you did, well…life just wouldn’t be challenging enough then.”
Maverick tuned out Goliath’s speech, and searched for a way out. He saw no escape, and realized he would have to fight his way out. Quickly looking around for a weapon of sorts, Maverick laid eyes on a small stone about a foot away from him. He needed to get that stone. It was his only chance. While Goliath rambled on, Maverick slowly reached out towards the stone. His fingers were inches away. Just as he grabbed it in his hand, Goliath turned back to him.
“Maverick. Put it down.” Goliath growled. “Put it down NOW!”
Without hesitation, Maverick twisted his body around, and hurled the rock at Goliath. It struck him on the front of his head, shattering his skull. Debilitated, the warrior fell to the ground, now a lump of dead flesh and bones. Maverick checked his pulse to make sure he had passed, and then stood up to check the rest of the council.
“But where were the rest of the council members hiding?” he thought to himself, and continued to walk down the corridor…
Coming Soon: Part 3 – Response
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