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When I was a very small child I had a very gay crush on Nicole Kidman, which I recently remembered and decided to relive by watching Batman Forever. And boy, was that a BAD movie, but it sure is funny that one of the supervillains got rich because he stole personal info and intellectual property from regular citizens by making his entertainment tech so addictive.
The Huntress
Okay so, I´ve got this idea and it wouldn´t leave me alone so I had to do a lil something real quick.
How about a Huntress who´s got these certain gadgets. Like, things that look relatively normal, one wouldn´t assume them to work any differently from the real deal. However, there´s more to it, to her, than first meets the eye...
Like, she finds herself surrounded and she´s got her gun in one hand, aiming at one of those things, ready to absolutely blast them into oblivion-
All it gets her is hearty laughter at first. Loud and obnoxious. Starting to really grate on her nerves now. She could´ve sworn there was a faint "Oh, honey..." somewhere in there, too.
'Gonna give you some honey, alright.'
The first shot is fired then, hitting one of them right between the eyes. The rest is still busy laughing, snickering to themselves, failing to notice where there´s been previously six of them-
'One down, five more to go.'
Gone. Pulverized. Ceased to exist.
What-
Another shot gets fired, hitting the second one in the middle of Its chest. It looks like a spider´s web, cracks slowly spreading out, reaching all the way up to Its neck, and It barely has time to throw her one last look of utter disbelief, before-
Falling like dominoes.
All that´s left, any proof of Its existence, is slowly being carried away by the wind.
The gun already aiming at its next target-
'Who´s laughing now?'
That gets their attention, snapping them out of their perplexed state.
The third squares up then, eyes turned pitch black, arms spread wide, clawed hands ready to tear into her, mouth opening wide to reveal a set of sharp teeth, before letting out a most unpleasant sound-
'Harpy meets serpent.'
Barreling towards her, going at a speed too fast for the human eye to process-
Good thing she´s got her glasses with her this time.
-digging one foot into the ground, the force of it leaving a rather big dent, using Its momentum to leap off the ground, before rocketing down towards her again, fully intending to crush her where she stands.
'Here kitty, kitty.'
It´s like everything´s happening in slow-motion, time has come to a standstill almost. Raising her arm, gun pointing at It with determination, finger starting to pull-
It disintegrates just before reaching the Huntress, dusty remains washing over her, surrounding her like a veil, before dissolving into thin air.
There´s no time to celebrate though, as another has decided to use what It believes to be a golden opportunity - the Huntress is distracted, it´s now or never-
A balled fist misses her face by a hair´s breadth-
What in the hell-
The other fist is thrown then, only for our Huntress to sidestep it like it´s second nature. Easily able to keep up with Its speed.
Impossible.
This continues for a while, blurry figures moving around each other like they´re dancing, a hissing sound here, a guttural growl there-
A humming and... something metallic?
All of a sudden, the creature finds itself flying. All the way across the field and into a tree, the force of it nearly splitting it in half, before it´s brought down with a heavy thud!.
It´s up again in no time, face looking rather sunken from the blow it´s received, advancing towards her at lightning speed yet again, a furious look in those dead eyes-
'Got you now.'
The trigger is pulled-
Another domino falls.
Our Huntress turns to face the two remaining-
'... Spoilsports.'
That won´t do.
With the fifth having not made it all too far yet, it was all too easy to deliver the final blow - right through the back of Its head.
Ashes to ashes.
The last one was a bit tricky, it has to be said. Gave our Huntress quite the run for her money. Literally. Engine pumping at full speed, jumping over the fallen tree, nearly running face-first into another, using a rather heavy-looking rock as a diving board to propell herself up and forward, gaining enough ground to-
Predator and prey collide, struggling for a bit - snarling, hissing, panting - before a sharp bang! rings out-
Dust to dust.
Sweet, sweet silence.
All in all, a rather successful day indeed. Claude would´ve been proud. Not before reprimanding her first for being so hot-headed though, as per usual. Silly old man. She can handle herself just fine.
Besides, it´s not like she´s alone. Far from it. There´s usually teams of 3 to 4, give or take, because-
"Never operate alone."
Sighs.
What´s the point in sitting around and twiddling thumbs, waiting for backup to arrive, when you can just take an opportunity as soon as it presents itself? Especially considering said backup has proven useless in most cases. She´s better off alone. More effective.
She doesn´t need anyone to finish what they´ve started.
Someday, sometime, she´s gonna get them.
And she´s gonna make them pay.
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Oh, it´s you btw. You´re the vampire hunter.
And you might be in for quite the surprise soon.
Looked back at that She-Hulk post and saw that person who made a point that She-Hulk didn't sell well when she was just a female Hulk, and she only started selling when she became a "witty, smart, and sexy combo." So. they objectified her to sell more comics. (Yes, they made her smart too, but. C'mon. In the 2nd cover that you fixed she's removing her shirt and saying "I've got to do something to sell the book." The artists and writers weren't banking on her intelligence as a selling point.)
i personally think that she hulk should keep her intelligence and also just be Massive. just a real brick shit house of a motherfucker who Absolutely can talk circles around anyone who dares step to her but also can just snap them like pencil.
but yeah, i agree with you anon.
i’ve said this before that i have a thing for characters having commited crimes ( sometimes for their love for someone ) and have changed because of someone and are trying to atone for them. and now i am thinking for how much i HATED Reiner from snk and how much i started to appreciate him after the marley arc.
Me throwing the rough draft of my Honors thesis at my adviser knowing full well that it is utter garbage but I am thoroughly incapable of giving a single iota of a fuck :)