“Our mom didn't buy any guns that’s lame” the now personality-swamped blue-haired girl went throughout the house looking for weapons tearing apart the small house. “Well we’re going to have to use the good old knife for killing” the small girl was now capable of competing with top-tier assassins in terms of physical stats and mentality somewhat all she was lacking was an experience in the field and she wouldn't let that stand it was a blasphemous to her bloodline she needed to kill to cement her and her host place in the family history and power structure.
The steps that the young girl took when preparing her killing kit were terrifying A combat knife from an old survival kit some clothes that she wouldn't mind dirtying with blood and guts.
“Im missing several traps I need trip wire and some Garrotes plus some religious crap and several types of magic I need so much yet I have so little i need to”
“Wait i didn't even think about this where the hell are those unnatural fucks” chole had gotten up and hid the amateur murder kit under the kitchen sink.
she had her host memories she didn't have a supernatural radar as the higher-ups did.
Her friends were pretty normal for punks nothing not natural about them except for one of her no their friend's hair was a shade of red that didn't occur in nature it wasn't possible and there was only one bloodline with that shade.
With that realization, something hit the alternate side of chole it was a searing pain running through her head the switch from side to side was a horribly painful experience.
The possessed-like chole wandered back upstairs up to the bed so her other side wouldn't discover the nice little project she had in the background.
“Jesus fuck already god damn I’ll let you have your turn in the sun you spiteful-” her cries of utter frustration and pain was quickly silenced by the sudden switch in personality.
“Fucking hell my head hurt like hell is about time that migraine dissipated” she had no idea of the time that passed between her taking those meds and her passing out in her bed she could only assume that whatever those pills were hit hard and knocked her straight out.
“Now it’s time to get on with the school work she was left by her oh-so-gracious mother.
She was just a thug to anyone who met her on the streets but off those very same streets, she would bend only for her closest friends and mother those were the only ones she would follow the rules for.
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School despite its utter boringness was a necessary for success in the American economy to a high degree but having a fancy certificate didn't guarantee you a job in any capacity in fact it's better to not to think so hard about it so that’s what I kloud did. I was in the school parking lot as my parents let me take dad’s old car out which was a blessing My day in school despite the curtain of bullshit that was yesterday evening was supposed to be normal and somewhat peaceful, im glad that the bullshit didn't follow me inside the school. I was deep in my thought until Clank CRACKKKKK TEARRRRR Those sounds took me out of it A hole in space-time opened in my face proving that the bullshit would follow me out.
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An arm as grey as the ash fire leaves after it’s done mercilessly burning its victim to death pops outside of the crack in space-time, I, of course, jump back a couple of feet to get away from whatever the hell that thing was going to turn out to be.
As soon as my descent to the ground over 12 feet away from where that thing had begun to pop out of the thing had already caught up with me.
Swoosh that was the sound signifying that I was trapped there it’s purely black eyes, horns, ashen grey hair, and the semi muscular frame signified to me that it wasn't human at all.
“Leave me alone I don’t even know you” I was trying my best not to provoke the thing it showed inhuman speed it was able to cross the distance within seconds-no probably even shorter than mere seconds and I didn't want to fuck with that.
“bastreeeeEEEE” it sprinted into action I moved back as fast as possible and as far as possible my adrenaline was rushing this was a life or death situation and I couldn't afford to lose here. “It seems like there is no other option here come fight me motherfucker” it was a creature belonging to the uncanny valley and needed to be exterminated right here and now.
As soon as I cocked back my arm fist clinched i was hit outside of the parking lot into the nearby playground that was built.
“FUCKING HELL” something most definitely got broken or cracked in that fast but hard-hitting attack in fact it was probably a lot of things that got broken and is probably going to heal.
I ended up having a few cuts running down my leg it seems he grabbed me by the legs and threw me here. I had no further time to think as BOOOM CRACKKKK at lightning speed the berserker crashed into the barren area that was the kids playground I dodged the initial brutal hit but the shockwaves ended up causing me to fly back into a tree.
That fucker is going to kill me if I don't find a way to get rid of him fast the blood streaming out of my mouth attested to that fact. I slide up the tree bark I could barely move from that location I needed to find an opening he had already vanished from his last location.
My left eye could only see what I can only assume is magical energy left behind from either the attacks or the speed boost, and the fact it seems like it’s being controlled it has to be, or else it would’ve killed me by now.. its ashen figure became visible once more He was right behind me meaning I could….
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As the beast was rapidly approaching the redhead’s injured form in front of the tree in the middle of the park she does something that the beast nor its master expect kloud turns around in her heavily injured form and kicks it with all of her force.
The thing was ordered to retreat upon first hit by kloud the master feared that any other prodding into hits would awaken her to her true power and that was heavily not recommended for its and its master continued survival their boss wouldn't like more obstacles in his way. “How the hell *cough* am i going to explain the blood in the car” luckily for kloud the car wasn't in any bad shape but she sure as hell wasn't.
Chapter end