K is for Kudzu Knights – #AtoZChallenge

K is for Kudzu Knights – #AtoZChallenge

THOSE ARE SECRETS THAT NO MERE MORTAL SHOULD KNOW.

“I see,” Kyle said. He was standing on the roof of the Market scanning the outlying grass lands that surrounded the Market for miles. No one wanted property anywhere near the place. “But if you could tell me, would you?”

IT IS IN THE REALM OF POSSIBILITY. SO MANY TESTS THAT COULD BE RUN. AND IT WOULD BE ENTERTAINING.

“Entertaining to who?”

ME.

Kyle thought about that for a moment. “I guess it would.”

Smoke wisps rose along one of the protective walls that lined the Market’s parking lot. In a few moments, it turned into an angry black billowing cloud.

THERE IS A FIRE.

“I hadn’t noticed.”

IT IS IN PARKING SECTOR 38B PERIMETER WALL. OUTSIDE TILES 28-56.

Kyle opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it. Instead he walked up to the edge of building and stared down six stories. “I’ll go take a look.” Then he stepped off the side of the building and fell. Several seconds later he slammed into the sidewalk, leaving a small broken crater. He stood up and shook out his legs before taking off across the parking lot at run, avoiding several large potholes that held the remains of several smashed cars.

As he approached he saw that the the wall was writhing. He stopped a good distance away from the wall to watch it seethe. “I’m pretty sure it’s not supposed to do that.” He looked around him but he was alone in this end of the empty parking lot. It was zoned off for reconstruction.

He decided he’d sit and wait to see what happened. Avera’s love of burning probably would be a good thing right now, he decided. Then he remembered the black smoke and looked up. It had gotten worse. Whatever was on the other side, it was already on fire. Avera probably would just make things worse some how. Kyle nodded in agreement to himself. No Avera.

The wall continued to writhe until at last, a shape formed in the mess and stepped out. It was human, encased in some sort of metal suit. At his side hung a large plain burlap sack. The sack smoked through the fabric.

“Oh,” Kyle said as he got to his feet. He backed up several steps.

“We are the Kudzu Knights. Surrender peacefully and we will burn down this atrocity and return this land to it’s former glory.” The knight said. More were appearing through the now obvious hole in the wall. Their flaming kudzu had grown up the outside wall and they had lit it on fire. It had reached the top and was now growing back down on this side, in addition to breaching the wall itself.

The knight pulled out a handful of seeds and threw them around in front of him.

Kyle could see them immediately begin to take root in the pavement. He frowned.

“You will need to take this dispute up with management,” Kyle said in a clear tone. “Until then, you are trespassing with ill intent.”

The man laughed, “trespassing? Us? Dear boy, this land had been illegitimately gained. We will right this wrong and we will not continue our negotiations with the management.”

“Yes, I can see your point. Unfortunately for me, I work here and so I see it as you are trespassing. Do you see?”

The man scratched his chin, “I suppose that makes sense.”

“And what you are going to do with all the rubble of this place? I mean do you know how large the Market really is?”

“Of course we know, we’ve known the layout of this place for years.”

Several more knights joined the first and they formed up into ranks. Most had more burlap seed bags and three held flamethrowers and their adjoining backpacks. The kudzu that had scattered had now grown several inches and was working on pulverizing the lot.

“How old are those plans?” Kyle continued.

“I’ve been here quite a while now, and I barely know my way around inside. In fact I was lost just this morning, it took me an hour to find the bathroom.”

“Enough!” The first drew a sword from his hip. More seed spilled onto the ground.

Kyle backed up into a pole. “Fine.”

“So you surrender?” The man lowered his sword.

“Of course not.” Kyle reached behind him and gave a hard pull on the pole. It ripped from the ground as he swung it around a few times. The top held a stop sign while the bottom, a plug of concrete. He positioned himself into a defensive stance, stop sign at the ready.

“I see, you are one of them. You can die with the rest then.”

“Bring it, you threadbare yarf ball.”

“You will regret this day!” The man called the knights to action. They dropped their seed bags and all drew a sword and attacked as a single unit.

Kyle blocked with the stop sign three swords, then swung to meet two more, knocking the first three knights away. He jumped back and swung around the pole around himself, giving himself a large gap as the knights leapt away out of range. They pressed him backwards as he brought the pole to bear on each of their attacks.

Several more knights went flying as Kyle leapt forward in an attack before being pushed back again. He took several cuts across the arms and legs as they were much faster then him and his stop sign. He had the much larger range even if he was significantly slower. And he only had to connect once.

A knight with the flame thrower charged while another set to lighting the kudzu that now carpeted the parking lot on fire. Black smoke billowed as it set to burning through the parking lot.
Kyle leapt up and out of the way of the gout of fire. He landed next to one of the pot holes. Two bumpers went flying through the air as the remaining knights dodged out of the way. Kyle ran back into the melee right behind the bumpers, catching several off guard.

Several more attacks and defends later, it was down to Kyle and the first knight.

“I commend you, employee of the destroyers, you fight well.”

“As do you. Do you want to continue?” Kyle held the stop sign out in front of him, keeping the knight a long distance away.

“No, I will yield this day, I will tend to my wounded.” The man put away his sword then saluted. “I am Knight Rupert, 1st class.”

“I am Kyle Millstone.” Kyle said as he planted the stop sign into the parking lot.

“Next time we meet, Kyle, you will regret it.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

Knight Rupert helped his men gathered their wounded and they vanished through the hole the kudzu made.

“They forgot their bags! Those jerks!” Already vines were creeping out of the bags.

A massive dazzling jet of blue fire erupted out of the parking lot throwing Kyle nearly back towards the Market itself. The bags of seed, the parking lot and even the breach security wall vaporized.

NASTY SEEDS. ONCE THEY GET IN YOU IT’S IMPOSSIBLE TO GET THEM OUT.

“You could have done that at any time?”

NO. A TBM HAD TO BE INVOLVED. THIS WEAKNESS HAS BEEN NOTED.

Kyle sat down to lean up against the building. “I’ll be taking my break now.”

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