Finally the Finale to the OCA Contest... Jesus Christ, This Took Forever. · 9:49pm Aug 8th, 2016

"Your streak was just broken..." Gob pulled the hammer back and the familiar clicking of a loaded gun sounded. With an almost sadistic smile, he watched as Vanessa squirmed and wiggled, or tried to, out from under Gob's hold.
"Rest. In. Peace." Gob's eyes widened and he turned around to meet a hard-hitting fist knocking him to the mat. It was the Undertaker; the hooded man from before. He had recovered from Coal's tackle and was back to defend his master. The Dead Man: Undertaker lifted Gob and held him vertically, his head facing towards the floor. With one swift motion, Undertaker dropped down to his knees, hitting Gob's head on the floor, nearly breaking his neck. Gob's body laid almost lifeless on the ground as Vanessa slowly gathered herself and rose to her feet. The Undertaker simply watched Gob like a young child would watch a dying bug. Vanessa staggered towards Gob and stood over his limp body. A smile slowly grew on her pained face as she stared down the fallen god.
"You think it's that easy? Being a god yourself, you should know how hard it is to kill a fellow deity." She strolled around Gob's body as she watched his squirm and move. "Turn him over, Undertaker, I want to see his eyes." The wrestler did as he was told and rolled Gob over. His face was red with pain, his eyes squinted as his hands gripped his hurting neck. With a sadistic smile, Veggie knelt down.
"Hurts, doesn't it? I made sure to be smart with who I would pick to be my bodyguard, and I thought why not the dead man?" Vanessa laughed. "You're nothing. You're not as powerful or strong as you make yourself out to be. If you can be taken down by some edgy stone carver with social issues, then you can be taken down by anybody."
"Then I guess the same can be said about you. I mean, you were just taken down by two Smith and Wesson pistols." Gob coughed as he held himself up with his two hands. He slowly got up and dusted his smoker's jacket off. "Now that you've nearly broken my neck after I nearly kill you with bullets, one would say we're even... Well, missy," Gob's glance turned to Undertaker and his arm shot out towards the dead man and suddenly, his arm fired off as if it were a rocket, launching Undertaker high into the audience. A new arm sprouted out from Gob's left side. "That hurt more than you think!" Gob said with a wicked smile as he rotated his newly sprouted arm to work out its kinks and stiffness.
Vanessa cringed with disgust as she watched Gob get into his battle stance.
"You're willing to fight for these scum? They're mere mortals! Nothing but glorified petting zoo animals!"
"You're wrong! Yes, they're less than humans! Yes, humans are far superior than the pony race! Yes, Equestria and it's world could be easily destroyed because they have a ridiculous government and law system, hugs are a way of a bribe! But they're still living creatures with feelings! And they're my friends!" Gob exclaimed as he tightened his fists.
"Suit yourself Gob. I just thought you were better than this." Vanessa slowly prepared herself to duel. First taking off her heels and coat. Then taking out her earrings and taking off her bracelets, rings, and necklaces. Finally, her arms retracted into her collared shirt and after some squirms and tricks of the hand, her bra beneath came loose and she took it out and dropped it to the mat.
'Oh my goodness...' Gob's mind was still trying to wrap around the logic behind Vanessa's skill in stripping herself he failed to notice her foot swinging towards his face.
"Dear god, a roundhouse kick out of nowhere!" One of the wrestling announcers shouted with excitement. Gob groaned and slowly returned to his feet as he wiped away the spit from his lower lip.
"Okay... Enough of this easy crap!" With his hand shooting out towards her, Vanessa suddenly jerked back, being launched into the ropes which slingshot her back towards Gob who simply and slowly put on hot pink brass knuckles and held out his right fist with the iron knuckles on his hand. Vanessa's head came crashing into his ironed fist as Gob yawned to tease the downed goddess. Suddenly, the knuckles poofed away and Gob raised both his arms in a swift motion. Suddenly, two large pillars reminiscing Greek pillars rose the two gods high into the air, of course, Gob's went higher, but nevertheless, they went up high. Gob snapped his fingers and suddenly a podium spawned on his pillar with a small sign on the front with the colors red, white, and blue being it's main colors. On the sign it read "Make America Dank Again. Gob for President"
"Even though they didn't want to accept my run for president, I'll give the speech anyway!" Gob fixed his microphone as Vanessa slowly rose to her feet. But by the time she got her balance, Gob had begun his speech.
"I'm going to discuss a major problem America faces today. Illegal migration-"
"Don't you mean immigration, you buffoon!?" Vanessa corrected.
"No! Let me finish! The illegal migration of the Mallard duck must end, and it will end if I am elected president! They're stealing our wheat, white, and wholegrain bread! They're bringing eggs, they're bringing gross feathers, and I assume, some are good ducks." Suddenly, a large cloud of Mallard ducks flew in through the opening in the roof of the stadium and they all targeted Vanessa. Vanessa quickly sprouted a large redwood tree in an attempt to block some of the birds, however, she was still struck by some stray Mallards.
"I would have been the best president, wouldn't I?" Gob asked mockingly. Vanessa looked up at him with eyes of anger and a fuming red face.
"Enough's enough, you half-brained chimp!" Vanessa shot out her arm and three sharpened wooden stakes were summoned and shot towards Gob. While two ducks were able to block two of the stakes, Gob still got stuck with one in his right shoulder.
"Gah! There's gonna be splinters from that!" Gob hissed as he tenderly touched the wooden stake that was firmly lodged into his shoulder. "Owowowowow!" Gob groaned as he yanked the piece of wood from his body. Vanessa took advantage of Gob's pain and launched herself at the business god and tackled him from his post on the large pillar. Sending the two deities two the all the way down back to the mat.
The impact of these two gods created a large crater in the ground. Completely destroying the ring and the grounds beneath it. The two laid beside each other, struggling not to faint under the stress and physical pain they were going through. Vanessa who used Gob's body to break her fall was the first to get back up. She looked down at the helpless god and smiled a devilish smile. Suddenly, she began to drive waves after waves of kicks into the opposite god's body. Three in the side, two in the legs, and finally one big blow to his head. With that final blow, Gob's eyes finally shut and he was out like a snuffed candle.
Coalstone and Reneigah watched in fear from backstage. There was a television still broadcasting the event conveniently but to the contestant's dismay, they had to watch their friend get beat by their enemy. Reneigah burred her head in Coalstone's chest for comfort. She couldn't stand seeing a friend of such power be kicked around like that. Coalstone couldn't stand it either. He felt powerless. Weak. He felt like he should be out there, but what good could he do? He was only a mortal, nothing more than that. He looked down towards the ground, trying not to stare at the scene before him. Behind them stood a shocked and saddened Candle Light. Her boss was hurt and she wasn't there to help him. She felt her face begin the heat up. Her nerves felt numb and she was feeling hot in head. With an explosion of energy, anger, and emotion, she burst past the two depressed contestants and towards the location of the battleground.
Vanessa laughed an evil and wicked laugh as she admired her hard work.
"What's wrong, Gob? Now witty comment up your sleeve? No little trick? I thought you were endless with your little pranks." Suddenly another large and sharp wooden stake appeared in Vanessa's hand. She smiled again at Gob. "It's been fun Gob. I hope you understand why I must do this. It's nothing personal, only business..." Suddenly a large screech sounded throughout the entire stadium as Candle in her anthro form flapped her wings with a mighty flap and like a speeding bullet shot towards Vanessa.
Taking down the vegetation goddess, Candle pinned her down and began landing hay makers on Vanessa. Wave after wave of knuckles now bleeding from the trauma. Finally, Vanessa caught Candle's fifth punch, used that to throw her off and in one fluid motion pinned the half-goddess down. With the stake still in her hands, he held it up high. She stared Candle in the eyes to get that final look of fear before she would commit the act. With a loud shout, Vanessa drove her arms down with force.
"Detener." Said a thick accented voice as Vanessa suddenly felt her arms stop. She dropped the stake before driving it into Candle, saving the demi-god. Both females were shocked to see the once downed Gob holding Vanessa's or Veggie's arms in place with a single fist. Almost with a boost of adrenaline and strength, Gob took his hands and forcefully grasped Vanessa's shoulders. Pulling her up to face him. She was weak against his sudden strength.
"I thought you were dead! Let me go you filthy animal!" Gob only stared with a face of sadness and confusion.
"Hermana, estoy en casa?"
"What?" Vanessa asked. Sounding more confused than angry.
"Hermana, que es esta mujer? ¿Dónde estamos?"
"What? I'm not your sister... Why are you..." Vanessa had nowhere else to look but Gob's now dull brown eyes. Candle stayed on the ground. Too confused and mystified to get up. Vanessa stared into Gob's eyes.
"Vanessa, es algo malo?"
Suddenly it all hit her.
So you promise you'll come back?
Cortés says it won't take longer than four months. I'll be back, I'm sure of it.
Oscar, I'm worried. You'll be so far away, and I can't take care of your love for that long.
Vanessa, I know she's very ill and I know it will be hard for you to take care of her, but you have to help me. At least keep her somewhat healthy.
But Oscar, she isn't looking good. What if she dies?
She won't, Vanessa. I promise.
You won't blame me?
Of course I won't. My big sister wouldn't muck up that much would she?
Of course not, baby brother.
Well, this is goodbye.
Yes. It certainly is.
Oh, don't cry, Vanessa. I promise I will return before you even notice my leave.
I hope so, Oscar.
Now, I wish you the best of luck with taking care of Grace. Goodbye sister, I love you.
Goodbye, brother. I will miss you and love you. Just promise me you won't be hurt. I wouldn't be doing my job as big sister well if you found yourself wounded in battle.
I can't make any promises, sister. But if I do so, you must promise to keep Grace healthy for my return.
I will do my best.
"Oscar?" Vanessa's voice was hoarse and wavy. Suddenly tears began to well up in her eyes as she quickly embraced her now revealed little brother. "How could I not remember you!? How could I forget who you were, brother!? I thought you had died..."
"Está bien, hermana. No llores."
"No it's not okay! I forgot about you! I should have known this sooner! My brother, I'm so so sorry!" Vanessa began to tremble beneath her own depression and weight. Her brother slowly sank down with her as the two now sat and held each other.
'They're siblings?' Candle thought. Not knowing what else to say about the situation. She quickly crawled out of the ring, trying to gather herself from this shocking discovery.
Suddenly, Gob or Oscar jerked with sudden pain in his body. He collapsed and fell to the ground. Vanessa held him tight, panicking over what was going on.
"Oscar!? Oscar! What's the matter! Please don't do this, please don't!" Vanessa's head swiveled around looking for something to help her. Her eyes landed on Candle. "You! You can help him right!?"
"I... I don't know! I only know little of healing magic." Suddenly Gob began to cough up blood.
"Vanessa..." He gasped. Vanessa's eyes switched back to her brother's. "La gracia está vivo?"
Vanessa stared at Gob. Not knowing what to tell her brother.
"Oscar... I can't remember..."
Oscar smiled, and in the minimal broken English he knew, he said,
"Then I shall see her soon..." With a final laugh, his eyes closed and his last breath escaped his mouth. Oscar, Gob, had died.
"Oscar? Oscar!?" Vanessa shouted fearing the worst. Knowing there wasn't anything else she could do, she planted her head on her brother's chest. Tears and cries came from the goddess as she mourned her brother's passing. Candle approached Vanessa. She too was teary eyed and couldn't believe the sight before her. There he was. The man who blessed her with this great power was dead at her feet.
Huh, he croaked.
It really looks like it. You think he'll be here soon?
Nah, if I know the guy, I know he's still got one last trick up his sleeve.
Oh yeah? How's the great and powerful Gob gettin' outta dis one, Hermes?
It's simple, you metal making simpleton. He told me his plan before he disappeared with his lady-friend.
Wait, you lied to Candle about where he was?
Sure did, Hephaestus. They don't call me the god of trickery for nothing you know.
So, what's his plan?
You'll see in about... four seconds.
Suddenly large thud sounded followed by a shout of 'ow' and grumbling. A few more thumps and thuds later and a familiar figure crashed through the ground and above the grounded gods and demi-gods. Candle, Vanessa looked up at the mystic creature as did Coalstone and Reneigah from their positions back stage.
"Dang, Gob wasn't joking about his plan. He really thought you'd kill him." Spark said as she lowered herself down to the ground. Like Candle, she wore professional clothing. Her coat and skirt were bright yellow and her tie was a bright blue. If one looked closely, her cuff links were little gears.
"Spark?" Coalstone and Reneigah questioned in unison.
"Thank goodness Gob had me and Plot Device build this for him. Good going, Plot!" Spark held up a thumbs up to the dull Mexican janitor who simply nodded as he want back to mopping the floor. Spark presented what looked like the chest piece of armor. She strapped it onto Gob's body, secured it, fascinated it, and prepped it. Making sure it was turned on.
"What is that thing?" Vanessa asked.
"It's sorta like... A defibrillator that you wear. This will shock him back to life. Obviously he'll die a couple more times after this but this will keep him alive until he's strong enough to use his powers again to heal himself." Spark said casually.
"So that's why you quit the contest!?" Candle asked.
"Well, sorta. Gob approached me one day saying he needed my help with building a device that would bring him back to life if he were to die. In return, he'd grant me some power and make me a demi-god." Spark explained...
Dude, this is f*cking boring. Alright, I'm just gonna give the results out now. I want to do my own thing now so let's wrap this up.

The Fan Without a Face (Coalstone) Made first place and Zoetic Zebra (Reneigah) made second place. Congratulations, guys. Thanks for sticking around 'till the very end, don't forget to pay the lady...