Gears vs Tar'garieth

Moving in an inhuman flash, Tar’garieth stabs at Gears. Barely able to react in time, Gears fires his KEPs, blasting himself to the side.

With a guttural laugh, Tar’garieth swipes his sword at Gears and the hero barely blocks with his halberd in time.

Threat analysis!

Tar’garieth is bigger, stronger and most likely tougher than you. Regeneration is also probable.

That blade is stronger enough to cut through Gardium, albeit with difficulty. Your armour and halberd should both be able to take a few blows each.

Tar’garieth is also better skilled than you.

What can we do to beat him?

Dodge instead of blocking when you can.

And use your other gadgets when you can.

Thanks guys.

Flying into the air with his KEPs, Gears activates a flashbang as Tar’garieth leaps into the air after him with those two bat-like wings.

Flinching at the flashbang, Tar’garieth never sees it coming when Gears slashes his halberd across his chest.

Tar’garieth ignores the gash across his chest as he grabs for Gears with half of his arms. One snatches Gears’ leg while the other gets him by the throat.

Tar’garieth snarls and squeezes around Gears’ throat, but the superhero’s armour holds firm, barely denting inwards and not enough to cause any discomfort to Gears.

Gears snarls back as he pops another flashbang. With the sudden shock of another flashbang weakening Tar’garieth’s grip, Gears fires up his KEPs, breaking free of Tar’garieth and zooming away.

With a wild roar, Tar’garieth purses Gears across the room. As the Demon Prince closes with him, Gears spins around, swinging his halberd at Tar’garieth.

The halberd slices Tar’garieth across his cheek, but he doesn’t flinch. Instead Tar’garieth continues to come at Gears, slamming a fist into Gears’ face. As Gears is left reeling from the blow, Tar’garieth grabs the hilt of his sword with two hands and locks the blade between the blade and shaft of Gears’ halberd.

Using his superior strength, Tar’garieth wrenches the halberd from Gears’ grasp before swing his sword down at Gears himself. Gears blasts himself out of the way with his KEPs, barely dodging the blade.

Acting on instinct, Gears draws two of his four stun batons as Tar’garieth readies himself for another attack.

Tar’garieth surges forward, swing his sword at Gears. Gears uses one of his stun batons to block whilst stabbing the other at Tar’garieth.

But the stun batons are useless as the sword cuts through the first, barely missing Gears whilst the other stun baton bounces off of Tar’garieth’s breastplate.

With a throaty chuckle, Tar’garieth slams two fists into Gears, one to the face and the second to the chest. As Gears is sent flying, losing his grip on his working stun baton in the process before he stabilises himself with his KEPs.

Dammit! How I do beat this monster? He is stronger, tougher and more skilled than me.

But you have something he lacks. Guns.

I thought I was out of ammo?

I restored all of your bullets.

Thanks again guys.

As Tar’garieth comes at him again, Gears drops his broken stun baton and draws both of his handguns, aiming directly at the oncoming monster.

As Tar’garieth swings his sword at Gears, the superhero flies over Tar’garieth’s shoulder, the blade scraping against his armour with a horrible screeching sound.

Gears spins around, opening fire with whatever bullets he has currently loaded into his two custom-built pistols, four from each one.

As the Gardium bullets tear the black back plates of Tar’garieth’s armour, Gears notes they are Render Bullets, each with a full Gardium jacket with delayed explosive core.

Tar’garieth yowls with pain as eight bullets explode inside the flesh of his back, mangling the flesh and armour of his upper back.

A bonus effect of the Renders tearing Tar’garieth’s back apart is that they also blow off his wings. Tar’garieth goes tumbling to the ground as Gears aims and unloads the rest of his mags into Tar’garieth.

The remaining sixteen bullets fly at Tar’garieth, but Demon Prince reacts swiftly. He turns around with a pain expression, swiping his sword at the incoming bullets. The large blade of the broadsword catches five of the bullets and knocks another three off course so they miss him completely.

But the remaining eight bullets tear through Tar’garieth’s breastplate and ripping apart the flesh beneath with explosion.

Tar’garieth staggers slightly, his entire upper body a mangled mess. But to his credit, Tar’garieth refuses to fall.

He is tough, I’ll give him that.

He is also a skilled and determined warrior.

Definitely.

As Gears reloads his handguns with Ripper bullets, Gardium hollow points, Tar’garieth aims two of his black-blood splattered hands at the superhero, palms outstretched. In the hands of Tar’garieth, orbs of black fire form.

Magic?

Magic..

Freaking magic.

I hate magic.

The fiery orbs bursts into several bolts of misty black firebolts that stream towards Gears through at the air. He fires at them with both of his pistols, unloading both mags into the firebolts.

Initially Gears only hits and takes out two of the eight firebolts, but as they grow near, he nails another four. He blasts himself to the side and forward at the last two come at him and both of his pistols click and eject empty.

One of the pair misses, but the final firebolt scrapes against the side of Gears’ right armour. It burns away a decent portion of the Gardium outer armour plating, but none of the inner armour is damaged.

We don’t want to get hit by those.

I figured that one out for myself.

I am you.

Don’t forget about the magnetic recall for your halberd.

Oh yeah.

Gears sheathes the handgun in his left hand back in its holster while he uses the autoloader on the other to put one of his two remaining Render mags into it.

Tar’garieth grips his broadsword in two hands again and Gears summons his Gardium halberd back to his hand. As the halberd zooms through the air to Gears’ outstretched left hand, the massive blade of Tar’garieth’s sword glows with rippling black energy.

Gears snatches his halberd out of the air as a beam of crackling black energy is unleashes from the tip of Tar’garieth’s blade. Gears twists out the way as the beam sears through the air towards him before firing his pistol at Tar’garieth’s head.

Gears gets off three shots when Tar’garieth swings his sword and the beam along with it towards Gears. As the energy beam smashes into him, Gears flinches as the light blinds him and fires his KEPs up at full power, sending him flying away from the black energy beam.

Damn it! My armour show have filtered that light out!

It was too strong for the armour to completely neutralise. In fact, if it weren’t for your armour, it would have permanently blinded you if you weren’t out right killed.

Speaking of which, I need to check the damage.

Gears checks his armour and weapons. All of his weaponry has been damaged, but are all still working. Not only that, but practically all of the forward facing outer armour plating been burned away.

I need to end this fight soon. I just hope I can last longer than Tar’garieth can.

Do not fret, we are on our way.

Wait, what?

We are currently in the process of making our way to you.

With much violence and destruction.

Gears notes the amusement that comes from Star with that last sentence.

Taking aim at Tar’garieth with his pistol, Gears drops his halberd and draws one of his two remaining flashbangs.

As Tar’garieth charges up with his sword for another energy beam attack, Gears tosses the flashbang as he closes with the Demon Prince.

Having experienced two already, Tar’garieth shields his face with his two empty arms, but is still slightly dazed when the flashbang goes off. Gears opens fire, unloading his remaining mag into Tar’garieth’s face while summoning his halberd back to him again.

He gets off six shots before his damaged handgun jams on the seventh shot.

Honestly, I’m surprised it work at all.

Tar’garieth yowls in pain as half his face is blown away by a series of explosions.

Why won’t he just die already?

With a wild battlecry, Gears swings his halberd at Tar’garieth.

The blade doesn’t make contact with the Demon Price.

Gears gasps in pain as his chest is filled with agony. Letting his pistol fall from his grasp and barely holding onto halberd, Gears looks down.

The blade of Tar’garieth’s broadsword has impaled him right through the chest.

Well, that is going to be a problem.

Gears coughs, tasting blood in his mouth, as Tar’garieth grabs him by the throat before sliding the sword out of his chest.

Gears takes a moment to take in and process the situation.

My chest has suffered a severe wound, but Tar’garieth has taken worse. That said, he is probably tough enough to take that sort of injuries better than I am able to take mine. On the other hand, the majority of the right side of his head is gone, but then again, he seems to be only inconvenienced by that.

His sword is still extremely powerful while my halberd is battered and beaten. One of my guns is jammed and while the other is holstered with its current state unknown. Not only that, but most of my defences are gone.

That do I have left? A flashbang, a few electro-spheres, a molecular blade, two stun batons, a damaged gun that may or may not work and a damaged molecular Gardium halberd.

And my armour’s nuclear batteries. I wonder how Tar’garieth here will like taking an atomic explosion at point zero? If I’m going to die, might as well go out with a bang. A real big bang.

Leo! We are almost there!

As Tar’garieth pulls back his blood-spattered sword to finish Gears off, Gears draws his other pistol from its holster. He doesn’t know what type of ammunition it has been loaded with, but he has to make a last ditch effort to stop that blade coming at him.

Using his enhanced intelligence and reflexes to the limit, Gears aims at the hilt of Tar’garieth’s blade and the hands holding it. He opens fire.

He gets off a few shots before Tar’garieth squeezes his neck and throws him away a moment later.

Gears is thrown across the room, slamming into the floor face up. He has lost his grip on both his halberd and remaining handgun.

Well, at least I’m not dead.

Gears coughs again and specks of blood cover the inside of his helmet.

At least not yet.

Gears attempts to get up to his feet, but fails. He then tries to sit up right, but is also unsuccessful in that simple task.  

As he internally decides that this would be a good time to go nuclear, Gears spots an explosion of red and blue light out of the corner of his eye. A split-second later, he feels the calm and peaceful healing wave of Tea wash over him.