The Metal's Revenge
starring druoxthefurrinator as the Metal
By Dante

The landscape was a barren waste, all for but a tower in the distance,the figure stood and stared to his once castle. But now it was tainted by treachery, and all who betrayed him will pay. The dark figure pulled away his cape, and leapt to the sky.

The skies darkened like a stage before the show, and thunder danced through the skies with thunderous booms. The winds were unmoving, which is what disturbed Rap the most. He and Country stood outside the castle, the Spyre of Song, having been chosen by Grudge to guard the gates.
"Yo, C-song, I'm not digging this weather." Rap told his companion of the evening.
"Aw, quit yer belly'achin." Country said, his voice thick with the southern accent. "Your lookin' more scared than an Texas Armadillo crossin' a road." He turned back and guzzled down the bottle of whisky in his hand.
"But G, what if it's-"
"Now why in the Hell would that happen? Grunge said he killed that stark up bastard, and that's that." Country said, having heard this form Rap before. "Besides, even IF he's alive, he's not all that great, lowsy songs that mostly have screaming, I can't even get half the words said in any song and-"
Rap wasn't listening, instead looking up, trying to figure out what the black dot was in the sky.
Country looked up as well, trying to figure out as well, when both looked to each other as they heard the sound of an electric guitar spinning in the air.
Above them, The Metal was spinning down to them, his hands swinging the four necked axe around like a helicopter blade. He was coming down fast, and his mighty instrument slammed into the ground in between Rap and Country, blasting them both away in a sudden rush of sheer power.
Country got up in time to see the Metal towering over him, he was dressed in red armor, with bone-like shoulder plates that spiked up almost over his head. His hair black hair wavered in the now gusting wind. His eyes were a vicious white, being the only part that one could see of his face, as the rest was covered by the red helmet, the only expressive thing was the jade devil face on his belt.
Country tried to fumble for his gun, but the Metal rose his hand, bitch slapping the Country like nothing before, his head flying off his of his shoulders with a spray of blood.
The Metal watched as Rap quickly ran off, wise man, he thought, and hefted his Axe (Which was shaped as a LITERAL battle axe!) and strumed, suddenly screaming out, his hand raised high in the air, a toast to the gods of rock.
The door before him atomized instantly as the vibrations blasted through, Hell Fire coming after and destroying all in it's path, until there was just a straight walk to the throne room.
Then he saw them, the few who rose up to defy him:
Punk Rock, who was dressed in handwarmers, tight pants, and a jacket, sporting a mohawk that rose to the sky, looked with confusion to see the Metal. New Wave, wearing a poofy white shirt and denims, his hair long and flowing down his shoulders, was surprised and looked like The Metal just ripped through his nightmares. Techno was there, and so was Grunge, both looking in sudden fear at the Metal.
Grunge's spiked leather suit made odd noises as his hands clenched, as if expecting this. "Metal! How did you survive!?"
Metal only smiled under his helmet, and laughed with an almost evil humor. "You can't kill the Metal." He said, raising his axe again and strumming.
All of them jumped out of the way before the Metal screamed and destroyed the other side of the walls, the castle now begining to shudder under it's own weight and the power the Metal was releasing.
Punk Rock was the first to come at him, spinning and driving a kick to the Metal's face. But he failed, as the Metal grabbed his whole leg, spun him around and broke a pillar with Punk Rock, and slammed him into the ground. Raising his axe, he slammed it down on the Punk Rock and only blood splashed out in a "V" against the walls.
New Wave came at him next as he approached, pulling out his synth and attacking with the waves of his music.
The song was flooded and erradicated with the sudden strum and scream of Metal, which completely desintagrated New Wave, who's ashes fell to the ground.
Techno tried to run, her baggy pants with it's many neon devices clinking together. But the Metal grabbed at her hair and pulled her back, "No! Please!" She screamed before impaling through his Axe's four, spear ended necks. the Metal swung out the instrument, tossing Techno away like a rag doll, who impaled once more against a spiked torch, she screamed as she was set aflame.
The Metal approached the throne, suddenly grunting as he was hit from behind from the Grunge.
Grunge heard the grunt, and grinned in triumph, only to frown and scream before the Metal gripped his face with his whole hand, his fingers digging into his skull, his strength phenominal.
The castle was shuddering now like nothing before, and a sudden roar was heard as it fell on top of them both.

Outside, Rap and a few others had gathered as the castle collapsed, it's towering spired falling in a continuously climbing cloud of dirt and debris. As the clouds continued to swirl above, lightning struck down repeated to where the castle had fully fallen.
What remained of the masses of stone and mortar remained still and smoking, until a sudden earthquake shuddered the land, and a mass of rock and debris flew into the sky, corpses landed, and Rap saw the disembodied head of New Wave. He looked up, in time to see him, the Metal stood like a god before his throne, the rightful king gripping the corpse of Grunge in one mighty hand from the skull.
The Metal stared out to the stormy sky and the barren land, his white eyes narrowed in the black under his helmet. He looked completely unharmed, and he tossed the corpse he held aside, raising his axe high in one hand, the other up with all fingers down but the fore and last finger. "The Metal Will live on!" He roared, lightning coming down around him and the earth cracking before him, fire rising up in a tide to emphasize the Metal's words with his godly might.