Chapter 2: Lord know how bad we got it
While I was running for my life. The invader or whatever they were bowed before him. "Our Lord we thank you for our lives." "Shut up don't speak in my presents. Most of you died to that human and its company. Chase it I have plans for that one." The order was given so it was followed they began chasing after the human. He was a fast one already down the street entering the park. But he wasn't stupid. Even when running for its life. It planned to fight back. Picking up though weird items. When they catch it I'll use its wisdom to train my soldiers. After this, we shall be unstoppable. Then when he severed his purpose I'll beat him and gain that wisdom and courage for myself. An orb of green light encased him. It flew into the sky. Following the human. But at the slowest speed, it could. This time he would observe. There are about 200 of them. How will you fair this time? With no one to help you.
This human, where would you go? He watches as his minion gain on the small thing. So where shot dead but after he notices the surge of the following he gave up on this idea. He runs climbs the gate now he stands in the far reach of the baseball field. Here he underlines the thing on his shoulder. When my minions start to climb he shoots them down. His whole body rocks when he pulls the trigger. From my view of the field, I see a cone-shaped spray shot out and my minions fall back multiply dead. He grouping them again. "Spread out you imbecile." After the order was given the human looked up to see. He points his finger at me then began shooting at my minion as they climbed the gate. Did he understand me? They spread out but their dumb ass never decided to surround the human they just began to climb the gate in a spread line. They deserve to die. How are they this stupid? But to my surprise, the human ran. Climb another gate only to run deeper into the tree-covered area. Enough of this. With a wave of his hand, he incinerates the surviving minions. Then in the most intimidating way possible he lands. Burning the trees and creating a circle entrapment. " It just you and me. Stand and fight coward."
I slowly turned around and looked at him and I mean this time I looked at him. I sized him up. It still bloody ankle that was slowly healing and where it was stepping. The ground was sloped and tilt downward toward me. As I did this he seems to do the same thing to me. I finally looked it in the eye. It looked at me too and this time it saw anger, hatred, calm and calculating teen. With a lifetime of pain was made into temperament. One of us had to die. It was quickly hidden but I saw it, respect. The same respect I give my mom. The same respect I had for him for being strong. It held out its hand and a sword appeared. He throws it, it land right in front of me. I pick it up. It spoke. It sounds like steel and steel cutting each other. "That sword is made from the same material as my battleax, it reflexes the user. The way it looks, its sharpness and it's quality." I couldn't understand it. I grabbed the sword. It turned black as night. Green lightning arched all around the blade. The green fire around the hilt. Names were floating around the sword in gold color, they were my gamer tags, my real name, nicknames, and titles I've been given throughout my life. Even my boy scouts titles. On the blade and hilt of the sword there carving showed up and disappeared in crimson. One was a controller, another woman, and others were guns, games, and sigils. I made it for games. This sword reflexes me perfectly. It was a normal short sword. I wish it was a katakana with a cool scabbard and right after it changed. To a katakana a little longer than my arm. The scabbard was crimson, black, and gold. Mixed in a random swirl. It matches the handguard of the sword. I drew the sword and look at the invader in the eyes. He looks at me and then roared as if hell itself answered green flames danced higher around us. A squirrel was trapped in the circle. It jumped trying to get over the flame and immediately turned to ash. "So I guess it too late to run". It just looked at me. For a long while, we just looked at each other staring. Looking for weaknesses. Searching for an opening, but we found none. So we do this the hard way. We ran straight at each other. I cut him across the chest. "That was for Christian". He cut my leg. I rolled under his leg and cut him up across the back. "That for Christialyn". He backhanded me, wasn't as much power in it, I recovered by doing a football spin and stabbed him in the foot. "That for TaQuan". He swept his ax across the front of him. I ducked down and he misses me by hairs. In the time it took him to get his guard up I got in it and stabbed him through the heart. "That for Caleb". I left the sword in his chest. He stumbled trying to remain standing. We lock gazes and I instantly knew what he had planned. I jumped back as he jumped forward. I landed on my back and he flew over me and landed close to the edge he lands on my sword and sent it farther in it chest. It screamed out with pain. I felt nothing but satisfaction from those cries. He rolled clawing and the sword unable to remove it. Screaming and clawing he flails his arms and legs around, in an annoying way. His screams started to piss me off. What gave him the right to scream like us. He was a monster and he caused so much pain. The dead human, animal, and plant life that was destroyed because of him. He could scream for a year and it would never satisfy me. So he can just shut up. I grabbed the gun out of its holder and started toward him. When I saw something better. :)
If you were him, you're screaming would be interrupted by a name being chanted in the air. "Carla Carla Carla Carla", you would strain your neck to look over your right shoulder to see. A human walking up to you. He's a weird one, he and the other killed your minions, wounded your eyes, and even defeated you in single combat. The reason you have a sword in your chest and now lay dying is all his fault. You were forced here cause he and others killed your army. You were angry at there stupidity but at least they helped you satisfy your first goal. Now all that was left was to watch it die. But they at first refuse to die. You killed one by accident didn't believe you had killed him but you did. Out of rage, you reformed your army was forced to eat your minions and gain the strength to chase him. For a split second, you show the newfound respect for him. This will be maybe the most epic fight you see on earth. But it'd be better if he had a weapon. If you hadn't given him one you may have won. But it wouldn't have been as fun as it is. So you wait on the ground for the end. He lifted something and swings it down for the killing blow, death, by your battleax that's how it end for you... Or is it only the beginning for you.
"That's for my mom asshole." Finally, I'm safe. I'm relieved but empty. My whole neighborhood is destroyed and the population is reduced to almost nothing, but I'm still alive. Even with the invaders destroyed you can't get a break a weird thing happens the sword I planted in its chest comes alive it drinks the things very existence. Leaving nothing but the heavy battle-ax in my hands. Or so I thought the battle-ax started to drill its way into me. I tried letting it go, doping it, and even throwing but it wouldn't go away. It was drilling deeper and deeper into my hand. Throbbed the entire time. I stumble against a tree wincing from the pain. Finally the last of the battle-ax climb away from it by hand. The pain subsided but was quickly replaced by a weird feeling in my chest. I became dizzy and nauseous, then there was nothing.
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