Codville, ME
The little fishing village of Codville never had more than a couple hundred residents. The population declined as its youth went to the cities to find higher-paying work, and the big trawlers and large international corporations depleted the fish.
Amid the falling-down, abandoned houses, and boarded-up stores, there is a small marble and
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Then he sees Rita advancing again, and he pauses.
He can't bring himself to roast that woman. He can't harm her.
//LOVE//
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There's my little monkey. she murmurs in his ear, fingers digging into the flesh of his chest. Don't fuss now. Come with Mama.
Her fingers plunge in, shattering bones, clutching feircely around pumping muscle and tearing it free from its anchors.
She holds him close against her as the light in his eyes goes out...
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His skin tone is still green, but it's become more of a sickly green now, pale and grotesque, as he opens his eyes with a wicked smile.
"Chief, I'm leaving the last of these guys to you... I think it's about time we make sure all the Titans are together."
With a nod from the Chief, the undead shapeshifter takes to the skies like a rocket.
See you soon, Rustbucket," he calls to Cliff as he leaves.
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Cliff wishes he could frown. Because he'd like to right now. He brought a hand up, a recessed gun popping up into place and squeezed off a shot at the Chief's head.
"C'mon then! I'll show ya all ya can't mess with my head like that!"
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His rifle is out of ammo. They are surrounded. He is resorting to brute force, and even that is taking its toll. There is an ugly wound across his chest that is beginning to seep black.
"But considering our circumstances? C'a été un honneur."
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"You're the only one of us that escaped, Cliff! Every incarnation. Every time the whole team's died around you and you live on."
Mento's face is a rictus grin, a parody of his smug grin. "Stop fighting. We're on the same side."
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He forced himself, slowly, awkwardly, towards getting to his feet. Mento's words cut home, cut hard. They're words he's thought before. And now, with the salad head... with Gar... just gone... he really is the last one. Rhea and Jane, they escaped the insanity. But it's taken everyone else he ever cared about.
"Time for you all to fry."
He started his self-destruct countdown.
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