The arm reached out again to put vent cover back on to avoid suspicion. A black and orange armored fist knocked the vent cover to the floor then grabbed the dead guard’s corpse and pulled it into the air duct. The man once again dropped his cigarette as he slumped to the floor gasping for breath, blood pouring from his chest. Suddenly a screeching sound hissed at the man’s ear as something slid between the gaps in the vent cover and impaled the Cobra guard. Everything appeared to be normal so he once again leaned up against the vent and proceeded his smoke break. The man placed one hand at the vent and peered inside. The guard leaped forward then sharply turned back to the vent, slowly and shakily drawing his pistol from its holster as he crept towards the vent. Saying the man was taken off guard by his smoke blowing back out at him would be an understatement. The Cobra guard took a relaxed breathe as he watched his smoke rise up and get sucked into the vent he was leaning on. The guard shrugged the noise off as the AC starting up and scooped his cigarette and resumed his smoke.įunny, he didn’t remember this part of the building having air conditioning. A small metallic clang echoed in the air ducts behind him, startling the guard and making him drop cigarette. He pulled out his cigarettes and his lighter and leaned up against the air vent just like he did every night. The Cobra guard took a sharp turn down the hallway and walked towards his break spot as he searched his cargo pockets for his pack of smokes. The evil business man jumped to his feet.
Luthor waited for a response in his earpiece but nothing happened. The shot on the screen suddenly stopped bobbing up and down and the grunting suddenly silenced. “Slade, have you reached the weapons bunker yet?” Luthor leaned forward in his chair trying to make out what was happening on the screen. The image bobbed up and down as a soft grunting sound was heard over the monitor. The bald super villain pressed a button on the controller and the monitor’s picture changed from one of the Cobra facility to one of the inside of an air duct. Luthor put an earpiece in his ear with one hand while pointing a remote control at the monitor with the other. Luthor placed the gun on the desk and continued his search once more, finally finding what he was searching for. He took the gun out of the drawer and pulled out the magazine. Lex searched through the cabinet some more until his hand came across a loaded handgun. “I really need to have Mercy organize this drawer for me.” He took a seat at his desk and pulled open a drawer, shuffling his hand over various documents and pieces of Kryptonite. The lights in the ceiling turned on and brightened up the room fully as CEO Lex Luthor walked into the office straightening his tie. The penthouse office was dimly lit by the overhead screen monitoring a disclosed Cobra facility. Game and Watch: Wait to go you little bastard.īat Kong: We don’t have time to play the blame game because it’s time for a Death Battle!!!!! Sincerely, all of us at ItsDeathBattleTime We’ve managed to get the Creeper hired and he now is working with you two. GandW never ended up doing, so we’re taking Bat Kong’s punishment into our own hands. Game and Watch to punish Bat Kong for his attempts to “liven up” the party, something Mr. If you recall, during the events of our party, we issued Mr. We’re sorry we had to do this but it had to be done. Game and Watch: Oh good you do remember, read this letter. Game and Watch: Hey do you remember the ItsDeathBattleTime party we had a couple months ago?īat Kong: Oh yeah, good times, good times. Game and Watch Storms into the booth holding a letter) The combatants have been analyzed and compared, it’s time for a De.
Bat Kong: Well uh, I don’t know where my partner is so I’m just gonna get this thing started.