Chapter 94: Endgame Boss Fight, Part 5 of 5
Okay, I may not have the power of Sticky, but I’m an Immortal Gay God now who can wield virtually every superpower I can think of Sam reminded himself, trying to gain his confidence back.
And with that, he used super speed to try and catch up with Esther, but she just blinked away. Sam tried to teleport himself to get behind Esther, but she just teleported away again. Sam sighed.
Sam raised his hands and cast ‘Slow’ on Esther. He then ran up and tried to punch her, but Esther grabbed Sam’s wrist and broke it. First his spine….now his wrist. That would take at least a week to heal! She laughed at Sam, and headbutted Sam’s face, breaking his nose.
“She’s surprisingly good at melee combat!” Mountain Dew said, stating the obvious.
“Yeah we can see that, rookie” Mune said to Mountain Dew half-affectionately and half-teasingly. Mountain Dew was a new adventurer, just coming into his powers.
Esther Hicks then grabbed Sam and tackled him through a metal wall. She was very smart and she knew Sam was the Core, the Heart Central of the 16types Adventures. The one that started it all. If she could isolate Sam away from his friends and kill him, they would all be dis-empowered all at once, and she could continue to align with her Own Idea of Herself like all narcissists. Sam stood up and pushed Esther away from him, although her body was stronger than even the Idea of Homophobia’s! They were in another room of the tower now. Like all rooms in the boss fight area, it had a bunch of confusing machinery, rolling metal tables, and electrical equipment.
Meanwhile, Sean, Steve, Herzy and Mimosa were all surrounding the frozen body of Dr. Voris/The Idea of Homophobia.
“Okay, so who is gonna tank this cretin?” Steve asked.
“I’m the best tank, I should tank him” Sean said.
Herzy rolled her shoulders behind her neck, and did a few stretches, prepping herself up. “I wanna tank, I never get to do anything, and I’m hardly in the story!” she said.
Steve felt a white light grow inside himself. When Sam gave Steve his powers back, he realized that he was a paladin now. First a Warrior, then a Gladiator, and now his true self, was a Paladin! “I think it’s up to me” Steve said, drawing out a silver sword and shield.
“It’s the bleedin’ Idea of Homophobia!” Sigma said to the young’uns. “Shouldn’t this naturally be Sam’s fight?”
“Sam is busy at the moment” Vero said.
Cut to: Esther and Sam in the other room.
“You’re a scam artist. You write those stupid books, selling people nothing, just to make you stronger.” Sam had Esther in a headlock.
“People can spend their money on whatever they please, you socialist ******” Esther said, her voice deadening into sounding a lot like Ashton’s. She raised her foot and with a hiya, kicked Sam in his poor broken nose. “It’s not up to you to say what is right or wrong.” Strings of blood rained down on Sam’s white t-shirt that he was wearing.
“It’s not that…it’s just. You eat people, okay? You pretend to inspire them but really you just suck out their life force… taking advantage of weak middle class people with emotional problems. I had ENOUGH” Sam said.
Esther flipped Sam over as he charged at her, and it was now Esther who had Sam in a headlock. She took Sam’s left hand into her own, and one by one, slowly began to break his fingers. “First your wrist, then your nose, and now your fingers. I wonder what else I can break?” she said like the creepy sociopathic narcissistic bitch that she was. “And you deserve this because your vibration is low!” Esther added. “Nobody cares for the weak victims of the world, they only care for the STRONG!” Esther said, her booming voice causing a thunderstorm to magically manifest in an African village that no American would ever care about, killing everybody in there.
Esther put her hands on Sam’s crotch and grabbed the outline of his dick. The sociopathic bitch was just about to break Sam’s cock, but he luckily turned himself into pudding, and then rematerialized himself a few feet away from Esther. He breathed more rhythmically, trying to pace himself.
But when Sam tried to move again, he realized that he couldn’t move his legs, for white magical sand was swirling around his shoes. The sand was hardening around Sam’s legs and was quickly gathering upwards toward his thighs, until the lower half of the fag’s body was completely covered in magical stop-sand.
“You may be immortal, but if I blow you up completely then it won’t matter. I can break your molecules up into such tiny pieces that would take thousands of years for you to reconstitute them” Esther Hicks said evilly.
She stood there in her dark blue business suit, all bitchy and mage-like with her hands out, gathering a bunch of her own light blue lightning magic. Sparks flew from her fingertips.
“Sam needs help” Sean realized. They were connected more than ever since Sam made Sean Immortal. He super-sped through the hole in the wall that Esther made when she tackled Sam through it.
Steve looked at both Herzy and Mimosa. “Step aside ladies. I hate to be misogynistic but this is the TOUGHEST RAID BOSS in the game and thusly should be tanked by a male tank!”
Sam’s stop spell wore off on the Idea of Homophobia, and as soon as he could move again, he grabbed Herzy’s head and ripped it off. It had all happened so fast that nobody could stop it. The rest of the adventurers screamed at that. It caused Mountain Dew to cry like a girl, and hide himself behind a steel pillar. “What in hell did I sign up for?” he said under his breath.
“Herzy, no…” Mune cried out.
“I’m evil. I’m going to kill the likeable ones” The Idea of Homophobia said.
“Don’t give up. He’s trying to demoralize you.” Dolphin said softly to everybody in her dream-like state.
The adventurers suddenly became focused and forged their consciousness together (combining their strengths instead of dividing them, by pointlessly arguing on online message boards like they usually do), and tackled the Idea of Homophobia down like a wild pack of dogs. Nick sawed off his left arm with his dagger, while Steve chopped off his right arm with one clean stroke of his sword. Golden chomped on his left leg and ripped it off with her teeth, and they all devoured the Idea of Homophobia completely, ripping and clawing and eating and biting him in a hot, disgusting, bloody mess.
“That’s what you get for killing Herzy” Vero said, spitting out the Idea’s ear on his dead, cold face.
Eldanen looked at Vero. “Is it over?” he said.
Mune checked Dolphin’s pulse again, it was getting weaker and weaker. “She REALLY needs help you guys.”
“It’s not over” Vero said, frowning.
Cut to: Sean, Sam and Esther Hicks in the room.
“Sean, go away” Sam cried out. “You can’t attack her, she’s too strong.” The electrical magic Esther was conjuring had caused her entire body to lit up brightly.
“I’m not going to leave you bro” Sean said. He picked up a metal table and threw it at Esther, but it just bounced back toward Sean. Sean side-stepped out of the way and the table crashed on the floor and broke apart into millions of pieces. “Oh shit…that’s what she’s going to do to Sam” Sean said.
“Maybe this is my destiny. Sacrificing myself….for the greater….good.” A tear rolled down Sam’s cheek. Sam closed his eyes and got flashbacks of the adventures he had been on with his friends this past year.
….
“I’m still so young, I don’t want to die. I want to live, damnit. I want to LIVE!”
Sam broke through the sand on his own, and walked up to Esther. Esther tried to teleport away again as usual, but this time Sam reached out his hand, creating an astral version of himself, that grabbed Esther around the throat. With a calm masculine presence, Sam’s grounding hand completely neutralized Esther’s flashy magical body and she felt her own power source becoming drained.
“You fed off my anger to charge your own electricity. You one-shot Dolphin because she’s a Water Mage and thus weak against your lightning. But you, you’re weak against Earth. The cold cool earth grounds your lightning” Sam said.
Esther looked in Sam’s eyes, knowing that she had no choice but to submit. Sam flipped Esther on one of the metal tables and straddled himself on top of her.
“Prepare to be throat fucked, bitch!”
Sean’s jaw dropped at that. “But…you’re gay!”
Sam throat fucked Esther so hard that she couldn’t breath, completely suffocating her with his cock. He plugged her nose with his other hand so she couldn’t breathe through her nose. He then jammed the old cunt’s head on the side of the table again and again while he performed irrumatio on her, over and over and over again, each time he did so he could feel the magic draining from her body, and she became an old frail woman again. He kept banging Esther's head on the corner of the metal table until her head completely snapped off her body.
Sam leaned down and sighed. He was breathing heavily, and his white t-shirt was stained in sweat and blood from his broken nose. Sean helped Sam get up and put him around his shoulder. “You did it…you did it.” Sean looked at Sam and cocked a brow. “Okay, I’m not sure you had to do it quite like THAT, but…you did it.”
Sam looked to the camera, to everybody in the world reading this story right now, to every single person in Internet land, to the very President of the United States of America and with a wink said: “I may be cute, I may be soft, and I may be faggy. But I can still be masculine and strong and save the world just as well as any straight man!”
Sam and Sean stepped out of the hole in the wall, and re-entered themselves with the group. Sam looked at Herzy’s dead body and frowned, but grinned at the dead and dismembered body of Dr. Voris aka the Idea of Homophobia aka the Dreamstopper aka the First Big Bad in the 16Types adventures story. He was finally dead.
“Now That? Was a boss fight” Gulanzon said, cradling Isha in his arms.
Sam took out of his cell phone and called an ambulance to come for Dolphin. “Please make it please make it please make it” Sam said.
Sean rolled his eyes. “Oh get off it Sam, we all know that Dolphin is going to live and be just fine. You wouldn’t kill off your number one sidekick, at least – not like that!”