Ethereal Showdown Part 2
I think I have made the right choice...but what would happen if I snap again like I did 40 years ago? I can't imagine myself killing all of these innocent people.
He slowly trods along the busy streets, avoiding bumping into people. He is back in his city. The city he was born in.
And it feels great.
He breathes in a lungful of polluted Oediv City air. Ah, the great smell of Oediv. God, I've missed you. He walks past an alleyway, and he spots 2 men, beating the living shit out of someone. He stops dead in his tracks. He watches from afar, watching how pathetic these two men are. He walks into the dark alley.
"C'mon guys, it is broad daylight. Oh hello..." he says to the beaten man on the ground. Blood was streaming from his head, his eyes were bloody and swollen. He could tell that his legs were broken, he could tell, from the difficult breathing, he has shattered some ribs.
"Stay the f**k away, asshole! Do you want to get beat up just lke this guy?!"
"No, but, look at him," he says calmly, hands still in his pockets, "Do you think he deserves to be beat up like this? How would you feel--"
"Shut the f**k up foo! You some kinda wise old f**k up now?! Just who the hell do you think you are!?" blazes the first man. Clearly, these two men were pissed in the beginning, now, with the presence of this unknown stranger, they're going to kill someone.
"As I was saying, how would you feel if you were in his position right now? By the way, why are you doing this to him?"
"It's none of your business, asshole!" and with that, the first man swung his fist. Crack! The blow landed clearly on this man's lower jaw. It was a clean hook, so clean, it knocked the man backwards. He regained back his footing, stood back up, and smiled.
"Damn, you freak! You gonna die now!" yells the second man, he pulled out his knife and lunged forward. The knife dug inwards. He could feel that the blade was digging into this freak's flesh. Then he stopped. Something was wrong. He looks up at the smiling man's face, and he looked back down at the blade. No blood. He pulled the blade back out, just to see the gnarled, twisted steel at the end of his handle.
"Oh my lor--grughkk!!" Those were his final words as the smiling man swung his arm at this neck. Collar bones snapped, neck bones shattered, lower jaw fractured, all in one single and explosive blow. The first man, looked at his fallen comrade who lied motionless on the ground, began to tremble.
Oh, this is getting good. Alright JT, ask who he is working for, and why is he doing this.
He grabs the man by the throat and pins him the a wall behind him. "I believe you were telling me, why you were doing this to that poor man."
"*choke*My boss told us...arggk...kill him. He has som-urgk...debts unpaid." he choked.
"I see. You go back to your boss and you tell him, no more killing, or he dies. You hear me kiddo?" The gangster just nodded. "Good. Now go." With that, he lets him go. AS he watches the gangster run away, he picks up a small pebble on the ground and launches it at the man. The pebble flying at extreme speeds, connected with the gangster's left calf. Like a bullet, it penetrated, skin and flesh. Blood splattered, and he could clearly hear the femur snap into two. The gangster screamed and dropped to the ground. Howling in pain, he grabbed his leg. He winced and continued crawling away out of the alley.
He looks at the victim. He has passed, and there was nothing he could've done about it. He bent over, and closed it's dead open eyes. A middle aged man, somewhere in his 40's...shouldn't have died like this. He had a whole life ahead of him. The man mumbled something, stood up and walked slowly out of the alley, the same way he walked in.
It's only normal. People of Oediv couldn't have given a shit if they saw such things happen. People only think of themselves, their trouble is their own trouble. Get into one, and you're in deep shit.
As he thinks about what happened earlier, he suddenly bumps into someone. A tall lady. Wow, what a frame. What a body...he looks into her eyes, wooh, such eyes...he smiles at her, and she just merely gives him a blank look, and they walked away. He was so captivated, his heart beating rapidly, he suddenly trips and he fell face first into the hard concrete pavement. He gets up quickly and walked away as fast as he could to a cafe and sat himself down. He then realized that something, felt funny. What was this feeling? He felt slightly uneasy, but still feel a sense of attraction. He feels a strong presence, but what could it be? He could feel his powers emerging. His fingertips began to give off a faint glow, and he quickly hid his hands in his pockets.
Just what was happening?
He got off his chair, went into the cafe and got himself a bottle of water and walked quickly. He is heading back to his voodoo village. He has got to find answers, and he needs it right away.
He slowly trods along the busy streets, avoiding bumping into people. He is back in his city. The city he was born in.
And it feels great.
He breathes in a lungful of polluted Oediv City air. Ah, the great smell of Oediv. God, I've missed you. He walks past an alleyway, and he spots 2 men, beating the living shit out of someone. He stops dead in his tracks. He watches from afar, watching how pathetic these two men are. He walks into the dark alley.
"C'mon guys, it is broad daylight. Oh hello..." he says to the beaten man on the ground. Blood was streaming from his head, his eyes were bloody and swollen. He could tell that his legs were broken, he could tell, from the difficult breathing, he has shattered some ribs.
"Stay the f**k away, asshole! Do you want to get beat up just lke this guy?!"
"No, but, look at him," he says calmly, hands still in his pockets, "Do you think he deserves to be beat up like this? How would you feel--"
"Shut the f**k up foo! You some kinda wise old f**k up now?! Just who the hell do you think you are!?" blazes the first man. Clearly, these two men were pissed in the beginning, now, with the presence of this unknown stranger, they're going to kill someone.
"As I was saying, how would you feel if you were in his position right now? By the way, why are you doing this to him?"
"It's none of your business, asshole!" and with that, the first man swung his fist. Crack! The blow landed clearly on this man's lower jaw. It was a clean hook, so clean, it knocked the man backwards. He regained back his footing, stood back up, and smiled.
"Damn, you freak! You gonna die now!" yells the second man, he pulled out his knife and lunged forward. The knife dug inwards. He could feel that the blade was digging into this freak's flesh. Then he stopped. Something was wrong. He looks up at the smiling man's face, and he looked back down at the blade. No blood. He pulled the blade back out, just to see the gnarled, twisted steel at the end of his handle.
"Oh my lor--grughkk!!" Those were his final words as the smiling man swung his arm at this neck. Collar bones snapped, neck bones shattered, lower jaw fractured, all in one single and explosive blow. The first man, looked at his fallen comrade who lied motionless on the ground, began to tremble.
Oh, this is getting good. Alright JT, ask who he is working for, and why is he doing this.
He grabs the man by the throat and pins him the a wall behind him. "I believe you were telling me, why you were doing this to that poor man."
"*choke*My boss told us...arggk...kill him. He has som-urgk...debts unpaid." he choked.
"I see. You go back to your boss and you tell him, no more killing, or he dies. You hear me kiddo?" The gangster just nodded. "Good. Now go." With that, he lets him go. AS he watches the gangster run away, he picks up a small pebble on the ground and launches it at the man. The pebble flying at extreme speeds, connected with the gangster's left calf. Like a bullet, it penetrated, skin and flesh. Blood splattered, and he could clearly hear the femur snap into two. The gangster screamed and dropped to the ground. Howling in pain, he grabbed his leg. He winced and continued crawling away out of the alley.
He looks at the victim. He has passed, and there was nothing he could've done about it. He bent over, and closed it's dead open eyes. A middle aged man, somewhere in his 40's...shouldn't have died like this. He had a whole life ahead of him. The man mumbled something, stood up and walked slowly out of the alley, the same way he walked in.
It's only normal. People of Oediv couldn't have given a shit if they saw such things happen. People only think of themselves, their trouble is their own trouble. Get into one, and you're in deep shit.
As he thinks about what happened earlier, he suddenly bumps into someone. A tall lady. Wow, what a frame. What a body...he looks into her eyes, wooh, such eyes...he smiles at her, and she just merely gives him a blank look, and they walked away. He was so captivated, his heart beating rapidly, he suddenly trips and he fell face first into the hard concrete pavement. He gets up quickly and walked away as fast as he could to a cafe and sat himself down. He then realized that something, felt funny. What was this feeling? He felt slightly uneasy, but still feel a sense of attraction. He feels a strong presence, but what could it be? He could feel his powers emerging. His fingertips began to give off a faint glow, and he quickly hid his hands in his pockets.
Just what was happening?
He got off his chair, went into the cafe and got himself a bottle of water and walked quickly. He is heading back to his voodoo village. He has got to find answers, and he needs it right away.
3 comments:
Oh so Jt and Kenxin is gonna hav a showdown. poor thangs. HEADS WILL ROLL!
james...you seriously need to consider writing your own novel...hahahah...
and all shidio get one copy FREE!!!yeah!!!
i dont think i have the novel or novellete writing qualities lar..
and NO ONE gets free copies! HUAHAHAHAHA!!
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