No! Why!..WH-
An atrocity had just occurred and yet time marched ruthlessly on, leaving no time to process what had happened, no time to give a brief moment of silence or even time to shrug shoulders and say ‘Meh, didn’t know them that well and it’s just an unborn life anyways, shit happens.’ Because an ear piercing metal screeching and scraping noise, like a million metal locusts swarming through a pit of tin cans blasted through the air, causing all the monsters to start dropping like dominoes.
I clutched my ears in futile defence and screamed soundlessly as I tried to weather this apocalyptic noise.
II Shed wound has been triggered. [Sincallers Hymn] has been isolated -50hp. Sleep paralysis has been mitigated.
ARGHH STOP! STOOOOP!
I fell to my knees, collapsing onto my side and saw a long faced lizard monster a few metres away from me start to bleed out of their eyes, ears or whatever orifices they owned.
II Shed wound has been triggered. [Sincallers Hymn] has been isolated -50hp. Sleep paralysis has been mitigated.
I could feel a hot liquid soaking my hands and pooling out of my eyes, nose and mouth. I messily jammed my fingers in my ears and closed my eyes and tried to hold my breath, choking on blood and experiencing a new level of psychological horror.
It helped. Just a little bit.
ARGHH, those bastards! Why couldn't they just let them go! They just wanted to have their fucking kid in peace! DAMN THEM! DAMN THEM ALL!
As the sound finally relented, allowing me to release my hands, I immediately wiped my eyes and drunkenly stumbled toward the nearest downed monster, tripping over limbs and corpses along the way. I directed my shields to cleave its head off for the regeneration.
It took a few hits before I was successful.
So..much..blood "ack, urkk-" I hacked up some clots and spat them out onto the floor and groaned with mild relief.
As disgusting as it was, I felt refreshed after the mass drain effect worked its Majik.
"THERE HE IS! THAT FUCKING IMPOTENT FLACID COCK!" A very recognisable shrill voice squeaked out from across the arena.
The arena showed monsters lying prone and immobile with a few attempting to get back up but failing and slumping back down. They weren't dead however, they just all had a sleeping paralysis status effect.
The audience didn’t seem to be impacted and was still going ballistic on the other side of the thinning shield dome; shapes and outlines were becoming easier to make out and it suggested that monsters had flooded everywhere.
But my eyes reached the source of the ugly voice and I saw three figures standing off to the side.
The one in front was an average height guy with no hair and he was wearing ornamental cloth with gold and thin red ribbons tied in intricate ways to hold all the material. The two others, wearing dark leathers and normal clothes, were on either side of the ornament garb wearing baldy, a man and a woman; She was very aesthetically pleasing, but you could tell at a glance via her filthy smiles, they were ugly and disgusting as rot on the inside.
Also because the woman was holding up the lifeless mutilated torso of Laural by her hair.
ALERT.
CONTROL DOMAIN FAILURE IMMINENT.
360 SECONDS REMAINING.
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 60%.
"MMMMARRGH!" I REFUSED to fall as another tidal wave of energy and returning power gripped muscle and injected hot metal into my nerves.
It was getting easier to handle the pain and I grinned savagely through it, maintaining eye contact with the three sacks of waste in front of me.
"AHAHA! WHAT A PATHETIC LITTLE BOY!" The woman's eyes were bulging maniacally as she discarded Laural.
The man in leather first..please.
Label: Strayel (Myrmidon)
MAGN: 75.980
HP: 1199/1200
Notes: Nothing to say. But he is wearing a pretty cool looking Majik borne Tricorne hat.
Hidden under his..cool hat, he twitched after I scanned him but made no other unecessary movements. Simply keeping his lowered gaze and fixated on me.
Uh..The bitch next..please.
Label: Aloyaire (Sincaller)
MAGN: 40.109
HP: 600/610
Notes: Commentator for the arena. See you next Tuesday. Truly.
I snorted at the note and her mouth gaped like a blow up doll after the scan and lifted a splayed hand toward me.
"YOU FLOPPY PRICK! HOW DARE YO-" She started to shout, but the middle baldy simply raised his hand and gestured for her to lower hers as he spoke calmly.
"Careful now, Alo. Your reaction is exactly what he wants. He wants you to attack first, can you not see? Are you a simple dog that does tricks for anyone?" His voice was accented but still well spoken.
No I'm not? I just want to see what you cunts are called before I remove your spines and then shove back in the wrong way. Baldy please.
Label: Marz (Deacon)
MAGN:70.900
HP: 1500/1500
Notes: Don't you just want to slap that shiny head? I know I do..Probably is the guy that runs this show.
Red.
All I could see was red as I took off with a blast, heading straight for this meatbag Deacon.
I stupidly didn't care to double check if the notes were 100% accurate. Nor did I think about their massive mag level difference. My mind had recessed and all I could think about was dumb rage and the absolute desperation to commit unmentionable acts of violence on anyone that even pretended to be the person responsible for all this.
And even though I was way faster and stronger than I had been in weeks, I still felt weighted down and sluggish, like I was wading through water.
As I approached and got within a couple of dozen metres he muttered something.
Alo-the-bitch and Strayel-the-quiet both stepped back and lowered their stance with Alo raising her hands and Strayel leveling a rapier sword, but the deacon stayed unflinching on the spot not even blinking.
Just staring at me calmly.
I placed anchors all around him with the intention of cubing the ever loving shit out of him, but as soon as I placed the first, he blurred inhumanly away to the side and split into two copies of himself. I immediately stopped and did a double take.
Huh?! Ho-
"Our benefactor has watched you with great interest, Null user. She will be displeased." Both clones spoke at the same time.
Whaaat the fuck is this voodoo shit!
“But we have learnt a great deal about you and your..Processes. So you have our, appreciation." He spoke in a way that made me extremely uncomfortable. Like he was a drunk stranger breathing down my neck at a lonely country bus stop in the dark.
Alo sniggered. "Yeah, thanks dipshit. Shame you couldn't just DO WHAT WE FUCKING ASKED-"
Baldy interrupted, cutting the bitch off and side eyeing her.
"BUT! I'm afraid to say we disagree with your compatibiltiy and so we can't let you continue to live, not now. So don't waste your time, those petty tricks won't work on us." He gestured to where I placed my anchors.
"Just die."
I frowned then panicked as a small part in my head told me to get away very fast, very NOW. So as a precaution, I Slipfolded to the side and it was a good thing I did.
Where I had been standing, a small yellow beam scoured the ground and carved a glowing trench that melted anything unfortunate to lie in its path.
"Goodbye." The voice was mere inches away and I didn’t even have time to Slipfold; my shields were the only reason I survived the next strike. All I felt was pain as my vision blurred and I was sent screaming towards the arena wall.
In a split second I was about to be turned into paint, yet I managed to just miss the wall by phase dashing back, negating the momentum but a terrible heat washed over me as the insane excess energy from the whole event dispersed, smoke and steam rose off my rags and skin.
“UGHH!”
FUCK. This is BAD. Not strong enough..GODS-DAMMIT-
Another instinct to move pulsed and so I Slipfolded again and I heard the sound of metal singing through the air as a thin blade slicing into my skull was cut short from my Slipfold.
My gleeful hope that it took his arm with me was dashed when I looked at my prior position and saw Strayel striding gracefully towards me with his weapon neatly placed behind his back. So I switched to config:mirror and sent a shower of surge needles towards him.
He flicked them out of harm's way casually and accelerated mind bendingly fast as he thrust towards me, but my shields answered his attack with a multi swipe block that deflected him and tried to stab him in the chest.
He spun around the shield and tried to backhand me, to which I barely managed to block with my forearm, yelping in pain as the bone cracked near my wrist.
I ignored it, and, using the transferred momentum to spring around so that my back was towards him, my shield's attempted a pincer attack and managed to gash his shoulder, forcing him to retreat back in a graceful jump.
I chain folded towards Alo thinking I could take her out to even the odds a tiny bit, but she waved her hands about and I was forced to bring my shields up as a translucent purple ball of energy streamed towards me and slammed into them, knocking me down and unleashing a cacophony of noise unto me.
[ALERT. CAUTION.]
[CRITICAL EFFECTS DETECTED: DISABLED. TEMPORARY PARTIAL LOCKDOWN.]
OH NO! NO!
The slavers' band had been activated somehow.
“Tee-hee! I successfully triggered the collar Marz, but it won’t last long. Let us hurry this up and-?” The bitch tattled off into her own language but I was in too much pain to pay attention.
I lay on my back, gasping like a fish on land. The noise rattled my brain with disorder before slowly relenting to a muted silence.
More hot liquid spilled out of my ears and I knew it was my ear drums bursting, again. I was dazed and confused but a large part of me was still uncontrollably enraged.
Arghhh! They..don't deserve..to live! Bastards!..Murderers!..SCUM!
The bald guy came up and lightly kicked my ribs but it felt like I'd been drop kicked by a tank, forcing me to gasp as I had the air knocked out of me.
"Hmph. I expected more. I guess we overestimated him. Break his limbs. Pick him up." The deacon instructed.
The bitch and 'silence is my passion' man stomped my ankles in perfect synchronisation, forcing me to scream out so hard in agony, my voice broke. They each painfully grabbed an arm and casually lifted me up, and then both completely snapped my wrists at the same time with a horrible crack that vibrated my skull.
In the background, another trilling screech pierced the sky and a boom that sounded like a tank firing rumbled the ground.
"Fuck sakes Marz! Do we need to do this? Can we just kill this dick and go already? Did you hear that? We're on borrowed time right now!"
Fuck you..bitch..give the guy..a few minutes..so I can figure-
"Alo, come now. YOU know how difficult it was to grasp this place. You KNOW what we need to do to fix it. We all know what it will cost.." He trailed off and looked up.
"Yeah Arsl-hoe shh-" I started to slur but she slapped me so hard, a tooth cracked and my sight flashed bright red and I was sure even the silent guy quietly hissed in sympathetic pain.
"DON'T YOU DARE TO EVEN ATTEMPT TO SPEAK MY NAME!" She turned back to baldy.
"MARZ, yes. But it was right behind us. If its spot the gap in the top-" she was clearly nervous but it was hard to focus on anything. The pain I was feeling left me in agonising awe, it was far too much.
Ugh..pl..ple..
"FINE. Fine, Alo.” He ground his teeth before recomposing himself. “Your lack of patience grates endlessly against mine.."
He lifted a hand up to my forehead and sighed.
Nonono-
"You have only yourself to blame for all this. We were only doing what we had to do to save everyone. Say hi to M-"
"SCREEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
*WOOSH* *SHLICK* *BOOOOOM*
Dust and debris and a burst of red mist blasted up as something small obliterated the ground in front of me. My eyes were bleeding and watering where stone shrapnel had been flak-cannoned into my face and eyelids, and through the terrible visibility, all I could barely make out was something short, dark, and wearing a…cloak?
My oppressors were nowhere to be seen.
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"Tttrrrrryyylll!!" The small frame wrapped gently yet insanely strong arms around me and with a lurch of my stomach, we lept in an arc and landed down somewhere where I was laid against a pillar.
My shed wound had already begun repairs, but it couldn't push the shards of debris out by itself and my limbs were absolutely fucked. I felt so disgustingly broken. I couldn’t even wipe the blood from my eyes.
"M-m-m-m-my l-legs..arm-mm-mms..b-br-broken." I was shivering and struggling to articulate and there was most certainly a bit of concussion mixed in the pot.
The blast had happened so quickly I hadn't had time to defend myself. Although, to be fair, there wouldn't have been much point in the state I was in.
"Trrll! Trrlyl!" The small frame thrust something into my mouth and I anxiously resisted at first but then a splash of cool liquid touched my lips and I recognised the familiar touch of plastic.
"T-th-tha-ack-gulc-gulc-gulc-" gulping down the incredibly refreshing liquid, I felt my face skin tingle and crawl as it pushed bits of debris out of my skin.
My bones and arms slowly creaked back into place and a flood of relief drowned my senses as everything settled down, just like when you have pins and needles in your legs and then you stretch it just right so that it releases the sweet warmth of blood returning to the area.
My mind started to clear and sharpen as my consciousness caught up. And as it did, a raging bonfire of hope swelled up, and with bated breath I begged the universe for it to be true..
It can't..Don’t. Don’t even get your hopes up, idiot. Fucking, don’t.
There's no way..There is no goddamned hope in hell-
As my eyes healed, my vision became crystal clear as they did the equivalent of ears popping after taking off in an aeroplane.
All I could see in front of me was a small, light haired, teary blue and pink eyed girl with moth antennas and a wide grin looking down on me.
"S-s-ssiya-" I stuttered, my lips trembling and failing to articulate her name for fear of jinxing her existence somehow. Dumbstruck, I slowly reached up with a healing limb to make sure she was real and she delicately high fived my hand with the most care and gentleness I’d experienced in what felt like a lifetime, then just stayed there.
Smiling brighter than the sun itself.
She's..here.
Everything came crashing down in my mind. The pain and suffering I’d fought back against. The loneliness and the fear I’d bottled up.
I burst into tears and shook my head as my shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
She hugged me tightly and stroked my head making soft chirps and trill sounds, I felt things I never thought I'd ever feel again - safety, care..Warmth.
But what stoked my heart the most, was that she had come in the first place.
She really had come for me.
And she actually found me.
My disbelief was so overwhelming, it was as if someone had told me the sun was made of chocolate or the sky was the floor. I just couldn’t fathom it.
Whether by accident or intentionally, she had found me and had come to my aid to save my life once a-
The delicate moment was cut short by a banshee-like scream coming from the megaphone bitch as she started wailing.
"MY ARM! AHHHHHHH!” From the dust and rubble, she emerged clutching a bloody stump of an arm. The other two were slowly emerging as well, pushing very large clumps of dirt off themselves to stand up.
She was holding up a bloody stump of an arm, severed at the elbow.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! WAAAH! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE YOU STUPID WHORE! YOU BITCH DOG! YOU-” Her wailing was cut short as Siya glared at her, bared her teeth and flicked her dark wing shield that pulsed an incredibly potent wave of colour before ejecting a fast moving crescent blade of black and pink plasma which viciously hummed through the air and sliced the announcer called Alo in half. Vertically.
Siya released a shrill rattling victory-warcry as the bitch announcer's body took a few seconds to realise it was dead and collapsed into a pile of singed guts and blood.
"ALO! NO MY LOVE! NO! NO! HEAVEN IS NOT-NO! NO! NO!" Baldy skidded down and was frantically trying to push her two slush piles back together, but it was as futile as trying to solve a jigsaw puzzle made of water.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONEEE!" He roared at us, kneeling in gore and holding two slabs of lifeless meat. His calm and collected composure had fully evaporated.
"Meat. Faeces. Piles of human waste. Dogs. Insects. YOUR LIVES ARE NOTHING AND WILL NEVER BE WORTH MORE THAN THE DIRT YOU WALK ON! YOU WILL SUFFER FOR THIS! STRAYEL! CALL EVERYONE THEN KILL THEM! KILL THEM BOTH! KILL THEM AS PAINFULLY AS POSSIBLE! ERASE THEM!"
The silent guy was up and staring into the distance but a moment later he nodded at baldy before turning to us and adjusting his hat which bizarrely, I noted hadn't fallen off in the crash.
ALERT.
CONTROL DOMAIN FAILURE IMMINENT.
240 SECONDS REMAINING.
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 40%.
Nearly there! I should be okay to-
Flinching and bracing, I expected a wave of agony and pain. But when it didn't come, I checked my status and to my utter dismay, everything had gone back to 1.
NO! Why!? What is…
Shit.
…the band!
I looked up in horror at Siya.
"Siya! The band! We need to get it-UGH-" Before I could finish my sentence, Siya blurred and spun with me in her hands, barely dodging a rapier that sung through the air FAR too close for comfort.
"GAAH! Shit! Siya we-UKK-" I was painfully interrupted again, and forced to lean back and then lifted off the ground and pulled away by a leg.
She grabbed me and tried to leap away, but baldy shot up into the air, leaving after images as he went that came to life and lunged for us with dangerous looking hands that glowed.
Siya trilled desperately as she moved way too absurdly fast for my perception to cope with, resulting in my limbs flapping around like a ragdoll as she dived or twisted and kicked away from each clone that tried to attack us. I was forced to hold my breath and take deep gulps at every opportunity where the g-forces from the inertia were so intense, threatening to knock me out from all the sharp movements and as we fell, Siya clapped her wings, increasing our speed terrifically, meaning we were heading for the ground at an 'ever wanted to know how it feels to be a puddle' speed.
OH SHI-
But at the very last second before she touched down, she snapped her wings open and we power glided over the ground like a fighter jet, with my legs only lightly clipping every now and then. My only option was to hold on for dear life to her small but bulwark frame.
"YOU CAN'T ESCAPE! THIS WILL BE YOUR GRAVES MAGGOTS!"
ALERT.
CONTROL DOMAIN FAILURE IMMINENT.
180 SECONDS REMAINING.
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 30%.
Silent man appeared in front of us and dashed forward with his rapier so fast that I was sure we had been hit. But again, Siya had masterfully tilted us both at the exact right moment and swiped at him with her outstretched shield wing. Silent man clearly felt out staged as he did something equally complex and masterfully acrobat, dodging the slicing wing, but all I saw were blurs.
"Siya! The ba-WUUUAAARGG-the band BAND-OOOOOOUF-need to-WAAAA-get the band-UHHKK-off-MY NECK!" The wind kept getting pushed out of my chest as she jumped and yanked me about, dodging the dozens of clone attacks and rapier thrusts that just kept coming from all angles. Every single movement and adjustment she made was efficient and full of purpose. Every single yank or push on my limbs and body kept me a hair's breadth away from certain death. And she was doing all this whilst dodging attacks herself.
"Trrjll!" She acknowledged and I felt her claw fumble to try to grab the band on my neck, but the other two definitely knew what my objective was and the second she wasn't focused on them, they intensified their attacks, forcing her to defend or tug me out of the way.
If I wasn’t here, she would have painted the floor with them in seconds.
Dammit I feel so useless! So weak! So-
"ROOOOORGG!"
A monster roar pierced the sounds of claws thumping into dirt, the grunts of exertion being forced out and the sounds of rushing air whipping past.
Oh for fuck sakes what now!
The noise seemed to grab everyone's attention and the fighting temporarily paused as Siya hopped back a safe distance; the other two did the same.
I was tucked under one of her arms as we had the grand total of 1 second of a distracted ceasefire. And in that 1 second, everyone saw the slumbering monsters on the other side of the arena start to sequentially rise.
Like the world's most horrifying mexican wave.
"Ohhhhh shi-URKK-" I decided to give up trying to talk as I was yanked painfully out of the way of a twin light beam attack and then my neck strained as we bolted and dashed in between shapes and figures.
"THERE! THERE! GO!" unfamiliar voices cried out behind us after baldy had tried another pounce attack with his clone army, and by the looks of it, the cavalry had arrived..
But not for us.
Siya backflipped and released me mid air whilst she dropped like a comet and unleashed two ridiculous plasma wings attacks that neatly decapitated a few guards that she caught off guard. But the rest brought up defensive skills or dodged, keeping them safe.
Please-please catch me! Please-please catch me!!
As I fell through the air, she leapt back up and grasped me, simultaneously kicking the silent man's rapier out of his grip as he tried to turn me into a Donner kebab rotisserie.
She grabbed onto the collar and yanked it apart!..But it didn't budge.
ALERT.
CONTROL DOMAIN FAILURE IMMINENT.
120 SECONDS REMAINING.
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 20%.
There was still no rush of energy or pain. And after another failed attempt at ripping the band apart with everything she had, Siya cried out in sad desperation.
Behind us the monsters had already started their stampede and were only a few metres away. We were falling towards them and a clash was imminent so I took a deep breath and held on for dear life as I plummeted down on this nightmare theme park ride.
"FOLLOW THEM! DON'T LET THE DEMON ESCAPE!" Baldy bellowed out behind us but his voice was drowned out as we pierced into the horde.
JEEZ-FU-
WOAA-SHI-
So when I thought we were moving fast before, clearly I had been mistaken.
Sounds blurred in and out like I was rapidly covering and uncovering my ears. Images flashed and spun like I was on a rollercoaster running on jet fuel. Monsters leaped, groped, clutched, snarled, snapped, clucked, hissed, exploded, roared, slimed, stalked and so on, jumping in and out of view like the most epileptic-unfriendly horror maze ever to exist.
Siya pulled me, yanked me, pushed me, chucked me and even wrapped me up in her wing to protect me from a spray of long needles and she punched, kicked, swiped, clawed, sliced, wacked and even launched one unfortunate hedgehog mutant turtle creature, who actually looked like it just wanted to hide and be left alone, spinning into the crowd like a monster frisbee bowling ball, earning well over a few strikes.
The few times I was chucked or spun facing behind us, I could spot baldy-Marz and silent-rapier, spearheading in front of a crowd of guards, all grouped up and fending off the hundreds of monsters going berserk at each other, at them, at any corpses and of course, still at us.
They were steadily gaining ground. Marz and the silent rapier looked like tempests in a storm.
Understandably and yet disastrously, Siya was very clearly reaching her limits. Her movements had become sluggish and she'd resorted to using her wings to shield me way more frequently, at the detriment of her own health..But another very telling sigh was that I'd been forced to shoulder charge a monster that nearly ripped my arm off and just like a certain crisp brand, once you pop, YOU DO NOT STOP.
Not entirely sure how I can still shoulder charge but I’ll fucking take it-WOA SHIT-
She continued to strike down scores of them, cartwheeling and air walking on their faces whilst ripping and tearing chunks of flesh. Meanwhile I continued my should rush chain that translated to doing fuck all damage but being able to stun things before they hit me, stopping them for a few seconds.
The game was fully on at this point, as I had to ensure I slapped every single target otherwise if I didn't..
I would drop like a sack of crack from the lack of energy and become an easy snack-OH SHI-
CRITICAL ALERT!
CONTROL DOMAIN FAILED.
60 SECONDS
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 10%.
Things moved at light speed, and, after my 48th shoulder rush, I got rather unlucky, comparatively speaking.
A stray claw had gashed my leg during the millisecond pause between my attacks. I tripped and fell, wasting my attack which resulted in me being completely drained of energy due to the lack of the cost refund and I flopped unceremoniously onto the dirt.
Ughhhhhhhhh shit..
54 SECONDS
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 9%.
Siya wailed as she barrelled through towards me and tossed me up, spinning very fast with her wings extended, ripping and slicing into everything in a two metre radius.
From above it looked like a cyclone of blood and limbs.
48 SECONDS
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 8%.
She didn't catch me, she simply couldn't. But she had somehow managed to not hurt me even though the timing was impossible, yet, here I was, having fallen past her deadly wings, winded, laying on the ground, watching as blood and gore rained down around and on me.
Get up..get up!..need to..GET UP!
42 SECONDS
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 7%.
I managed to wheeze a shallow breath, simultaneously breathing in some of the bloody mist making me gag and choke at the same. Primal fear of lack of oxygen nearly made me stand up without thinking, but fortunately, my body was unable to garner the energy to even lift my head yet which saved me from becoming a head shorter as Siya spun her pirouette of death.
36 SECONDS
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 6%.
My mind was racing frenetically. There was so much noise and violence and movement, I was overwhelmed. But I needed to think, THINK! THERE MUST BE A WAY!
30 SECONDS
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 5%.
The sounds of men and women shouting were getting closer. We didn't have much time left and Siya was whimpering. I could hear that she had reached her limit. COME ON! WHAT CAN I DO?
24 SECONDS
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 4%.
Siya slowed down to a less lethal speed and the snarling relentless monsters surged forward towards her immediately, taking advantage of this small sign of weakness.
18 SECONDS
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 3%.
She was milliseconds away from being overwhelmed, so she abandoned her tactic and aimed for me instead and after a few desperation soaked sweeps with her wings, she unleashed the worst, most sorrow filled, pain and despair coated cry I would never be able to forget.
12 SECONDS
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 2%.
How could I ever forget that noise..It reminds me of the poor Striga that I-NO WAIT!
She grabbed onto my arms and overhand threw me up and over the crowd with a grunt and sad, tear filled eyes.
"SIYA NO-" was all I managed before she drowned in a sea of bloodied, ravenous, wounded monsters whilst I was sent sailing over the heads of the squirming mass of nightmares and horrors.
My assured destruction unless I could find a way out of this.
6 SECONDS
SUPPRESSION FIELD AT 1%.
I can't lose her.
5 SECONDS.
She came for me..And THIS IS HER REWARD?
4 SECONDS.
Please. Someone. Anyone. Help me. Help her.
3 SECONDS.
I KNOW. I know..
Life is not some kind of fairytale. I'm no knight. There are no heroes. And I KNOW..
I know you probably don’t even exist..
2 SECONDS.
But…I swear to you right now, if you are there. Please save her.
Or SO HELP ME I will come for you. I’ll find a way.
O' BENEVOLENT and OMNIPOTENT one.
And WHOEVER or WHATEVER you are..IT MATTERS NOT.
1 SECOND.
I. WILL. RIP. And. TEAR. And TAKE CLAWS TO YOUR VERY SOU-
Naturally, time stopped as I was slapped in the back of the head.
My mind stumbled, dumbfounded, as my subconscious tutted at me and tapped on a memory, the night I first met Siya.
Huh…What now?...This isn’t the time to be-..
…Oh…Yeah I guess we've tried the celestial friend request before and recieved tumbleweed-..Oh, you mean...come on. I mean..really?
Who have you been talking to? My GUT?
My gut nodded with a stupid grin, wagging its metaphorical eyebrows.
That would be stupid..It couldn't work..death is death..right?
There wasn't a single hope in hell of this working but…
What else do I have to lose?
…
…
…
Fuck it..I'm sure I’ve said it before and I'll say it again.
This is gonna suck.
As the world moved ever so slowly and the ground and masses of bodies grew closer, I painstakingly moved my arms and hands into position and leaned forward so I would land face first, belly second.
Below me was a mass of outstretched claws, glinting fangs, salivating maws and countless hungry eyes..But in the midst of it all, I spotted a small, spiky round creature on its back.
Huh, you made it, did ya?
To an outside observer, it would appear as if I was attempting the worst front dive ever attempted, then giving up halfway and deciding to just point at my landing spot whilst putting my hand thoughtfully on my chin, contemplatively.
Pity nobody's around to paint this..It would make one hell of a renaissance piece.
Using what little energy I had left, I closed my eyes and unleashed my Null Claw Armaments and as soon as the tips of my claws touched my skin, time came crashing back to normal, just in time for me to impact with the very same poor hedgehog mutant frisby turtle that had seemingly only just plucked up enough courage to come peering out of its upside down spiked shell.
Sorry mate.
My clawed outstretched hand pierced through its thin neck, slicing straight into the ground behind it, crumpling my arm like paper mache, followed shortly by my other elbow making contact with something, pushing it violently up and driving it through my*Thwack*-
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