Showdown in the End Times
The octopus-headed man looked at her with its large, inky black pupil-less eyes. It held a gun in every single one of its tentacles. “Do you truly think you can defeat me, mortal?”
Jenny Everywhere smiled. “Absolutely.” She cocked her gun and straightened her goggles. “Or are you scared?”
“I am beyond fear now.”
They stood alone in the desert beneath the weird, jagged rock formation that loomed through the night. The crimson-robed man raised his staff. “Draw!” he said.
The Cthulhu Kid fired all of his guns at once. Jenny dodged the bullets and fired at the creature, aiming straight at its head. It hit its mark, bursting through the back and spattering oozy black blood over the desert sands.
Jenny holstered her gun and bent down before the creature. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s too late.” It laughed harshly. “The Old Ones are coming. The stars are right. Look up.”
She looked up in the sky and saw that the stars had taken the shape of a vast, alien creature. She looked it in the eye and stuck out her tongue.