On the second floor, Minnie dragged Asterion into a long hallway. Its warm, mute browns and reds were darkened by the lack of light. Candelabras sat on small side or end tables, and waved their flames. The chandeliers hanging from the ceiling were dull, and covered in cobwebs. A bunch of doors went into unknown rooms, while both ends of the hall peeked outside thanks to windows. There were no paranormal shenanigans present.
Minnie laid Asterion down and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Almost...ready..." the minotaur strained to answer, as though his mouth was full of food. "By the way, how are you so strong? Not many can carry me so effortlessly."
"Systematic oppression!"
Asterion chuckled, "Amen, sister."
A door at the opposite end of the hallway opened and a brute of a creature entered. Its lumbering mass took up the width of the hallway, and crazed eyes coupled with a crazed smile instilled fear in Minnie. Asterion peered over his buffalo fur to see that what entered was the amalgamation he saw masturbating earlier. Now he saw her face; three lines of stitches held together a manic expression of a freckled face. She had a morbid beauty.
"What is that?" Minnie gawked.
"Hi, I'm Frainky!" the monster yelled as loud as it could. Her cadence was unnaturally happy. She clenched her kong fist and barreled down the hallway with an animalistic intensity.
At the same time, three babas floated up out of the floor ahead of Minnie and Asterion. They cackled at the sight of them. However, the rampaging Frainky reached them and nabbed one with her toad arm. The pressure of Frainky's squeeze practically evaporated the baba. It turned into a smaller version of itself, but with no face. The spirit zoomed away somewhere, and reminded Minnie of when the piano's spirit drifted away.
"Oh no! Bail!" the other babas shrieked and covered their eyes, becoming more translucent. Frainky tried to grab them, but her gorilla hand went right through. They phased into the walls to escape. Frustrated, the chimera monster glared over at Minnie and Asterion. They were feet from the beast.
Minnie needed to protect Asterion. She tucked her arms into her shell, and then popped them back out with the boxing shells on, "It's Lil Min time!"
Frainky started to rotate the gorilla arm in a circle, as if rounding up for a punch. Lil Min shunted forward and declared, "Perfect guard!"
However, she timed it too early. Frainky launched the gorilla arm like a missile and smashed Lil Min. Its rounded power shattered her shell and sent her flying backwards. She hit and knocked over a side table near the end of the hall. The flames of the candelabra set the runner rug on fire. The shellie patted the flames as quickly as she could. Frainky blurted out a laugh and prepared to rush Minnie. However, a hand grasped her ankle; it was Asterion.
"Pardon me..." the minotaur sat up and pulled on the monster's leg. His strength shocked Frainky, as he command grabbed her and hurled her down the hallway. After the tumble and correction, she glared back at Asterion, who said, "...I'm getting pretty close to Gold rank, and you look like just enough XP."
"Sorry, Asterion, I tried..." Lil Min hobbled forward. The flames were defeated by her impeccable panic.
"It's fine. Practice makes perfect," Asterion encouraged. "If you could go check on Persica, that would be great. She's not a fighter like us, so she needs protection now."
"One shield, coming up!" Lil Min started to exit the hallway.
The chimera roared with excitement and vaulted at the shellie. She rounded her gorilla fist like before, but Asterion met her halfway. They both threw their attacks, and Asterion let out, "Atomic Clothesline!"
The gorilla fist met the minotaur arm. A dynamic X appeared between the two as they equalized power. They cancelled and pushed away one another. Minnie escaped from the hallway, and Asterion successfully drew the attention of Frainky to him.
"Let's test your might," the minotaur struck his fight pose. Round one began!
Frainky dove at him with a fatal fury of attacks. He blocked what he could and dodged what he couldn't. The battle-torn toad arm and the gorilla fist proved to pack quite the wallop. Frainky started to laugh wilder and wilder the more she pushed Asterion back.
"What is your story, anyways? You're quite the colorful character," Asterion asked upon avoiding jabs.
"Hi, I'm Frainky!" was the only response. Either something was wrong or she did not have many voice lines.
Frainky tried slamming her open hands together to clap Asterion's face. He ducked it, but was humped in the face by her groin. He recoiled as if struck by a professional kickboxer. Every part of her body was a weapon.
Asterion whistled, "A puss punch to the ol' food funnel, huh? I didn't know we were fighting dirty."
"Hi, I'm Frainky!" Frainky's deranged smile added to the unsettling amount of hip gyration. She grabbed a part of her succubus corset and pulled. It unraveled and became a whip. The unraveling stopped below Frainky's double Ds, now held in by an impromptu brassiere. The exposed skin showed the stitches that connected the animatronic leg and werewolf leg to the succubus's thighs. Frainky lashed at Asterion's leg and it cut both his pants and skin.
Asterion winced at the synaptic feedback, "Easy now..."
Frainky whipped Asterion. Due to the limited space in the hall, and his own size, he could barely do anything. He tried perfect guard, but it meant nothing to repel a weapon if he couldn't get in close. He grunted after a lick to his face drew blood, and then he made his move. He entered I-frames as he rotated towards Frainky. The whip slaps were barely felt along his legs. He finished by spinning his backfist into Frainky's face. It knocked the chimera for a loop and she tumbled backwards. However, her whip ran taut in her hand, and Asterion noticed his legs were completely entangled by the whip during his I-frames.
"Shit..." he'd been command grabbed.
Frainky laughed and yanked on the whip. It slid like a razor blade across his pants. The cloth shredded Asterion's pants completely. The minotaur's monster bullocks hung loose.
Asterion worried about the exposed weakness. Frainky pulled the whip back with Asterion's groin as a target. The minotaur mini-panicked and pulled his scarf loose. He I-framed and spun. The cloth shimmered like metal. Frainky's whip wrapped around the scarf multiple times. It tanked the attack. Frainky gawked at the counter; Asterion command grabbed this time!
"Fighting fire with fire," Asterion yanked. He disarmed the whip from the dumbfounded Frainky. They were just two naked monsters in a hallway.
Frainky stomped in frustration, "Hi, I'm Frainky!"
"Fair warning, I'm as proficient bare ass as I am bare fisted!" Asterion called out. He performed his helicopter kick technique. His legs and scarf unleashed an assault on Frainky's face and shoulders. The final hit was a scarf bitch slap to the cheek. It knocked Frainky down, and Asterion landed back on his feet.
Frainky beat her fists and feet on the ground in a tantrum. She hopped back up, not defeated by the technique. The two hulking masses glared for a showdown.
Fist flew. Their fists met one another in a storm of punches. They were like senseless children with newly inflated Socker Boppers. They took the saying 'a good defense is a good offense' literally. Neither could outdo the other's strength and endurance. The longer it went on, the bigger their smiles grew.
"This is fun! This is fun!" Frainky cheered.
"Some new dialogue. Gotta go harder to draw out your true potential," Asterion liked the show of spirit.
The fighters slammed one another with powerful blow after powerful blow. Asterion blocked a haymaker. Frainky ducked under a roundhouse. They clashed once more in a series of uppercuts. They reenacted the battles during the Rock 'em Sock 'em Wars of '87.
During a trade of forearms and elbows, Asterion tied in a perfect guard. It bounced the chimera back and left her wide up. Asterion went with a high-striking uppercut that clocked Frainky's chin. Her head popped straight up and off her shoulders, attached only by loose stitching. Asterion followed up with a palm strike to her sternum. The rest of her stitches came loose, and her limbs ruptured free from her body. Her torso, however, remained afloat. The stitching kept most of it together, but Asterion could see into her body, where an orange orb vibrated within its carcass prison.
"Ah! I can see the outside! Help me! Please!" the spirit cried.
"What's this now?" Asterion couldn't make heads or tails of what he looked at.
"Please, I'm trapped! Ouija put me in here! My name is Dai..." but before the spirit could plead further, the stitches shut the torso once more. The stitches snaked over to the head and limbs and pulled them together once more.
"You're like a jigsaw puzzle, putting yourself back in one piece. But you can't just show me a secret character. Let alone a damsel in distress. Now I gotta go for the knockout," Asterion returned to his fighting stance. Frainky seemed ready, but missed her toad arm. Asterion raised an eyebrow, "Didn't you have two arms?"
A large toad hand grabbed Asterion from behind. It was the missing arm, which slipped behind him in the confusion. The hand expanded in size to clutch onto the muscle man. She'd command grabbed him.
"Oh, you sneaky bitch," Asterion glared back at Frainky.
"Hi, I'm Frainky!" Frainky leapt up in the air with her gorilla fist clenched. She arched it into Asterion's head and nailed him through the floor. The decrepit architecture gave out under the force. Asterion crashed into the kitchen.
Frainky monkeyed her way in and landed by the minotaur and debris. Her stitches reattached her toad arm while the debris settled. Asterion crawled on all fours. His nude form hid none of the damage; he was worn down. He used the kitchen counter to help himself up. Food remains and dirty dishes lined the surface. Asterion's eyes fell onto the uneaten chicken legs.
"This is fun! This is fun!" Frainky egged Asterion on for more carnage.
The minotaur answered with the chicken. He gobbled the food down. Green particle effects surrounded Asterion. In a matter of moments, his wounds closed up and his health was restored. Frainky gawked, "Hi, I'm Frainky?!"
"That's gamer logic, baby," Asterion grinned like Gamer.
"Hi, I'm Frainky!" an enraged Frainky lunged. She pinned him to the counter with one arm and railed his face with gorilla punches. In between each deck, Asterion shoved a drumstick into his mouth. A familiar frustration grew on the chimera's face. Frainky rounded her gorilla fist, and prepared for a knockout. Asterion saw it coming and headbutted. He rammed her chest and his horns sheared her shoulder stitches. She stumbled back as her arms dangled from her writhing stitches.
"Thanks for all the hits. You've built up my meter nice and full," Asterion cracked his neck. "My Ultras aren't safe in an enclosed space. So we'll just settle this with back-to-back Supers."
With her arms too limp, Frainky pulled carelessly lunged with a kick. Asterion entered I-frames as she slammed against his chest. He caught the leg and emitted a mythical glow, "Atomic Springboard!"
Asterion sent Frainky back to the second floor. She flipped like a tossed coin. Through the chaos, blown out surfaces, and spinning, Frainky barely registered that Asterion pursued her with a mighty jump. When he reached an apex above her, he front flipped and stuck his tree trunk leg out. He roared, "Atomic Leg Drop!"
Asterion dropped like an anchor. He caught Frainky's neck, and they plummeted to the floor. The impact on her body could be felt throughout the mansion. All of Frainky's stitches were ripped and undone by the Super. The floor below them cracked and caved in. They fell into the dining room and onto the long abandoned table. It cracked in half as their bodies landed on it. The spirit of Frainky zipped out of the debris cloud.
"Thank yooouuu!" the spirit disappeared through a wall.
Asterion stood up slowly, nude, and covered in dust and old food. He held a fist up dramatically in the spotlight coming from the ceiling hole. His announcer yelled out, "Knockout!"