Sunshine cascaded down on to the dense green forest as it the sounds of wild birds and the occasional cricket echoed giving it a mellow and serene atmosphere, however, this would not last long as suddenly a golden spot appeared in the sky.
The golden star became bigger and bigger as it shone down on the forest falling seemingly at unimaginable speed and before anyone even realized it, it had broken through the planet's atmosphere leaving behind a streak of golden flame before it struck the forest however causing no damage to the plant life as it only scared away the few nearby birds.
The golden light slowly calmed down as it came down on to some thickets, looking through the thick golden substance you could see the form of a boy with soft black hair swept back laying on his back in a bush, for a while he simply lay there not moving a muscle while staring at the sky.
His unassuming face expressed his pure confusion while his ludicrously colored eyes flickered with emotions, the irises were as dark as the night and doted with golden sparkles resembling stars , and after the long silence words left the very young-looking man's thin lips "What... happened?" he muttered his voice soft on the ears even though it was rather deep recollected his memories began to pop up in his mind as a tear rolled down his young face.
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A slim man with shoulder-length pure dark hair and a beard that covered his face sat on a couch wearing a simple baggy white t-shirt and soft black pants, clicked away at his laptop inside the spacious but dark living room while the TV played giving some light to the room together with the laptop as a good looking blonde female news reporter talked about today's story something that usually never caught the slim man's attention however today was different as he had decided to pay attention for once.
"Our next topic will be about the concerning rise of alarming murder cases in west side Vancouver, the ones behind them and what we know so far, as well as what you should do to protect yourself and your loved ones. To help me with this topic we have invited Officer Liam to join us today." she said with a blank serious face as the camera zoomed away from her.
The murders that she was talking about had happened in the local area in which the black-haired man lives in, this being one of the reason for him listening to it, the other... 'Something isn't right' a mere suspicion, caused by various out of the ordinary happenings around the globe.
The female reporter soon looked towards a slightly chubby police officer in the full cop suit that sat on the couch opposite from her. "So, Officer Liam could you perhaps explain to us the intentions of this supposed criminal organization, or the reasoning behind this rise of criminal activity?"
The police officer by the name of Liam hearing this spoke with a neutral expression "Well, for starters, it is uncertain whether there is an organization behind this rise of criminal activity, though it is highly likely that this is the case we cannot be sure as there could be other factors at play here, and sadly the police doesn't have an answer to this quite yet, however we are doing our best, not just for the safety of our citizens but for the families of the deceased." as he finished he nodded slightly changing his expression to a sadder one.
He then continued "As for why there is a lack of certainty and progress, well… after the interrogation of some of the criminals the police department found their sole motive to be... nothing but a lunatic's desire to kill... after all we haven’t found signs of substance abuse on all of the detained, even with their behavior, which brings up another possibility."
"And what is this possibility?" the reporter asked as both were clearly playing it up as much as possible "Well, we believe that some group or someone is selling or distributing some sort of weapons … well we don’t know for sure, our reasoning for this conclusion comes from the damage that was caused to the victims and the surroundings, since they have not been caused by any weapon we are aware off, whoever is responsible could be distributing these weapons to the mentally deranged. Ah, also some in the department believe that the weapons cause mental stress or damage so there is that too."
After he said this there was a small moment of silence before they continued the conversation that quickly turned from an equal conversation between them to the reporter assaulting him with many questions that were clearly meant to blame and shame the police, still the officer seemed to have been prepared as he calmly answered the questions he could.
This no longer interested the black-haired man, he picked up the remote and lowered the volume of the TV before continuing with what he was doing, as the sounds of his keyboard were the only thing left in the dark and silent room, or so he hoped.
*click**click**click**creak**click**click**creaak*
Though the slim and pale man clearly heard the wood creaking he continued typing as it slowly crept closer and closer to him, and then it stopped right behind him, the computer screen shone on to the figure behind him showing a disheveled man with a sinister smile showing his messy and dirty teeth.
The disheveled man rose his arm, the darkness of the room hid the shape of what he wore on it before he swung it down onto the black-haired man that did not seem to have noticed him until the last moment, the laptop flew up into the air while the black-haired man leaped to the side before flames momentarily lit up the room as the weapon of the disheveled man smashed the laptop into scraps and demolished the couch where the black-haired man was sitting moments before.
As the flames lit the room the thin man was able to catch a glimpse of the so-called 'weapon' from the murderer as well as notice the smile on the disheveled man become wider as he chuckled to himself "Iheheheheee"
Seeing this the black-haired man could only curse to himself 'Mother fucker why me?' but that thought could not last long as the disheveled man leaped with craze as he once more swung down his 'weapon', flames once more covered it and the black-haired man could now clearly see its figure.
It was no metal weapon, no it was not something that can be achieved by humanity, after all this was no machine, no this was something biological and surely it was not made by humanity at this day and age, after all, how could they replace a human's arm with something like a lizard's with fiery red scales and hooked claws as sharp as a sword.
Even doing that is impossible much less making it spew burning red flames that disintegrated whatever they touched, sweat fell from the slim man's face as he felt the heat before he jumped away and rolled dodging the flaming claw.
Not only could it obliterate him with ease but the disheveled man showed speed beyond any human and the darkness did not seem to bother him even a little bit, this situation spelled certain doom for the slim man who had noticed that his pants were now burning as pain spread to his brain.
The flames had clearly caught him and burnt some of his skin as he scrambled to extinguish the flame before it spread which he achieved successfully, however before he knew it the disheveled man stood in front of him as he was grabbed by his arm by the dragon-like claw before his arm began getting burned.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!" he could not help but scream out as the pain of his whole arm being burnt was unimaginable, hearing this, the disheveled man's grin turned even more sadistic as he laughed "AHAHAHAHAAHAAHAAA!!! DIE, DIE AND MAKE ME STRONGER!!!" he yelled as he got in front of the black-haired man's face, who now gritted his teeth and endured the searing pain for a moment while he pushed himself and started to get back on his feet pushing back up "FUCK YOU!!!" while screaming these words in the disheveled man's face surprising him for long enough for him to get a good footing allowing him to achieve his next move.
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The slim man quickly kicked with his right leg as hard as he could, going straight for the man's private parts and landing a solid hit, stunning the disheveled man and slightly raising him into the air while his eyes almost popped out of their sockets and his grip loosened "ARGhh".
He had to ignored the hard thing he felt when he kicked the man as he yanked away his burnt arm and ran off into the darkness, after all, he lived here alone for a long time so he knew where everything was, however before he could calmly continue he heard his only friend. *Bark!* *Bark!*
His expression turned even more depressed as he cursed in his mind 'Shit not now Hunter, run damn it' he could only hope his friend would not do anything foolish, he jumped behind the kitchen counter and noticed that the disheveled man paid no attention to his friend and once more attacked him with the flaming claw breaking and burning a lot of the furniture and utensils.
Thanks to the flames the slim man could see for a moment as his eyes lit up for a moment since he noticed a large knife sliding on the kitchen tiles, he quickly grabbed it and jumped away dodging the second strike from the disheveled man.
He quickly once more made a run for it after barely slipping away from the crazy man, of course, the darkness still did little to stop the crazy man as he once more chased after him, he quickly got behind a wall just barely dodging the claw again.
However, the claw quickly appeared again as it came at him through the open door going straight for his face as he quickly squatted down and once more jumped and rolled away careful not to stab himself with the knife, however before he even stopped rolling he was kicked in the side as he flew off and dropped the knife as the darkness soon hid it.
He lay on his back while desperately trying to recollect his scattered mind before he attempted to get up, sadly, he was stopped by a foot that heavily pressed him back down to the ground forcing the air out of his lungs. "Urgh"
The foot pressed down harder as the man spoke in his retched voice "Hehehe, you are quite the feisty bug aren't you?" the foot pressed down even harder as he felt his ribs creak, "Hehehe, I'll make sure you suffer for what you did" the disheveled man said with a menacing tone while showing his claw as it once more lit up with flames lighting up the room as the claw slowly descended down onto the face of the slim man.
Thanks to the light provided from the flames the slim man saw the knife that landed close by, luckily it was on the side of his still functioning arm that did not spike with extreme pain every time he moved, he extended it trying to get the knife that he could barely touch with the tip of his fingers.
He slowly pulled it towards him however it was too late as the claw was already in front of his face as he felt the searing heat, but suddenly you could hear paws hitting the ground in quick succession as the one behind it announced themselves with a monstrous growl stunning the intruder of this two-member home. *GROWL*
A loud and deep growl resounded as a giant almost wolf like dog leaped while it's white-grayish fur danced in the air, it landed on the disheveled man's back biting him on the back of his head with a loud growl as the slim man's eyes open wider, as the image of his best friend saving his life etched itself into his brain, the disheveled man toppled to the ground from the force of the slightly oversized husky named Hunter.
This distraction allowed the slim man to grab the knife as he quickly turned trying to spot his friend, he saw flames slightly away from him before he heard his friend yelp, sadness and worry flushed his face before pure rage took over as he heavily stomped against the ground and tackled the man that was burning his friend.
Showing him to the ground as he stabbed down with the big knife without even taking proper aim, however with some luck he landed the knife onto the man's shoulder, as it etched its self inside he felt a slight resistance before stabbing deep into it as the man screamed out in pain while the slim man twisted the knife. "AAAHHH"
The slim man was quickly hit in the side by the claw that was made into a fist, the murder in the heat of the moment had forgotten how to use it properly, launching the man off of him and off to the side, however this time the slim man kept the knife in his hand even after he hit the table with his back.
Thanks to hitting the table he now knew his exact location as he ran off in a certain direction while the murderer quickly chased him with rage, the slim man extended his still working but shaky arm as he grabbed a string while his fist scraped against the wall he closed his eyes and pulled the string down before quickly twisting around showing the morning sun through the window, its rays blinding the murderer buying just enough time for the black-haired man to grab him and send the knife into his throat.
However, just because his enemy was blinded it did not mean he would stop moving as the draconic claw pierced through his side ripping into his organs and ensuring his death, though unexpectedly the dying flames had sealed his wound for a short time just enough so he doesn't die immediately, his murderer dropped to the ground in front of him straight on his face as the knife was pushed through his throat.
But the black-haired man could not care less as he slowly with sluggish movements and extreme pain stepped over the body and walked to his friend, who could now be seen thanks to the open window lighting up the room.
He approached him slowly as his sealed wounds opened and blood started to spill his claw turning back to a human's, however, the slim man could not care less even with the pain as he kneeled down in front of his friend that lay on the ground, his chest slowly rose with labored breathing.
Hunter had been heavily injured, the left side of the husky was half-covered in black and red, his breath was very weak and much like the black-haired man, Hunter was at death's door, you only needed common sense to know that after you saw the hole in the dog's torso.
Tears wet the crazed blue eyes of the black-haired man as he carefully extended his shivering burnt hand bellow Hunter's head and raised it slightly before he lowered himself and hugged his friend with a low mutter "Why... why not just me..."
As he said this the tears were pushed out by his closing eyelids to roll down his face and fall onto the once beautiful but now burnt fur of Hunter, slowly his forehead had hit the floor behind Hunter, the man died laying slightly above the husky while its breathing also became weaker and weaker until it fully stopped, but by then the black-haired man had already passed away.
After a moment of silence out of nowhere a transparent golden screen appeared suspended in the air with nothing holding it as if it was a hologram, for a moment it showed a few black letters before it disappeared, it happened so quickly that if someone saw it they would only be able to read a few words that have yet to be fully written before they disappeared and were replaced.
{Awakening achieved}
[Soul Synchronization...]
[Error]
[Error FU42069....]
[Body recovery beg...]
[Employing...]
[Error]
[Condition foun...]
[Condition accepted]
[Employing...]
[Good Luck! Adam Creed and Hunter Creed!]