(Noah) “Ugh…. damned things just keep coming”

Thirsting for blood, I plunged my blade into yet another skull. Before I could retrieve my knife, another abhorred threw its body at me. With my weapon a bit “pre-disposed,” I had to get a bit more serious.

As its attack came in, I sidestepped, circumventing the creature. Imagining the grid, I pictured the lines of the grid suddenly separating. As I was falling backwards, away from the creature; I Concentrated on its neck and made a chopping motion with my hand. I fully tumbled backwards; however, I completed the motion with a back roll, landing entirely on my feet and regaining my posture. Looking at the one that attacked me, a thin black line suddenly started forming on its neck. The black line started to expand from one side of the creature’s neck to the other. From left to right the line continued to expand until it reached the end of its neck; leaving its intended target, it continued to expand in the atmosphere. The line traced the path my hand followed, stopping only a quarter of a circle away from where it started. Once the line completed its motion, crack started to spill out from it. The cracks continued to form, until suddenly………

*Kshhhhkshkshsh* (sound of glass shattering)

Space broke apart in that instant. The black line was now replace by a broken glass window, looking out into nothingness. Almost as quickly as space tore, it closed in on itself, completely fixing the spatial crack. What currently lay fixed in my sight…. was the head of the creature flying one way….. and its body falling in the other.

Unfortunately…. I’m not as proficient at that ability as I’d like to be.

(Noah) “Uh…… I only intended to hit one target”

I said while staring dumbfounded at twenty or so corpses, bisected at either the head or the body.

(Noah) “works out better this way……. I guess.”

I turned to face the last couple of enemies…….

*tsuk* *tsuk* *tsuk*

3 knifes quickly embed themselves into the surviving abhorred…… add 3 more to the kill count.

(???) “Noah, I know you want to play bad ass but please stop running off on your own. This operation is a team effort”

What stood before me was a stocky, 6’6,’’ Bald, Caucasian male.

(Noah) “yes sir, Sargent dick” *mumbles under breath*

I retorted as I retrieved my knife from the a corpse.

(???) “What was that!?”

(Noah) “uh… nothing um.. Scott…. Err… Sir!”

(Scott) “Look… your brother put me in charge of you. If anything happened…. He would neuter me….. with a plastic knife!”

(Noah) *sigh* “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.”

(Scott) “good! Now let’s get in that supermarket!”

(Noah) “Okay, but first…. Where’s torri?”

(Scott) “She’s lagging a bit behind in order to cover our six. She’ll catch up soon.”

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Name: Scott Stratham (str-at-um)

6’6’’/bald/scarred/average looking/built like your standard soldier

Occupation: cleaner’s vice-captain

Nickname: Butch (because he likes to shave using a butcher’s cleaver)

Power: Gladiokinesis... allows him to manipulate knives with his mind

*currently brooding over the fact that he didn’t get to kill many things

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We were currently standing outside of the loading bay of the supermarket named: Shaw’s

(Scott) “So how do we get through these loading doors?”

(Noah) “ I could jus….”

(Torri) “Let me try…. I don’t want you accidentally bringing the whole building down!”

Tori stood in front of the sealed entrance, and extended both hands. The nails on her hand started to grow….. Into razor sharp talons.

*shink* *shink* *shink*

She repeatedly swiped at the door, which is now in shambles.

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Name: Annabelle Thorrivelli A.K.A: Torri

5’11’’/ebony black hair/hot/has a crush on my brother

Occupation: stealth/recon/skirmisher for the cleaners

Nickname: wicked kitten (because of her nails and her attitude, nuff said)

*currently scaring the shit out of me

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Once we were inside we encountered a swarm of stage 1’s. I readied myself for combat by taking out my blade. A formation of knives slowly started dancing around Scott’s head. And Torri just took out her gun and started shooting them.

*patatatatata*

(Noah) “oh great”

(Scott) “HEY!!! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, ALERT THE WHOLE STORE WE’RE HERE OR SOMETHING?”

(Torri) “well if you keep shouting like that, then the whole store will know”

(Scott) “wha…..?”

*Puh* *puh* *ptetetetete* *distant gunfire*

(Noah)*sigh*

That’s just great I’m surrounded by a bunch of gun toting maniacs.

To be honest it doesn’t really matter if the creatures know we’re here or not, after all it sounds like my brother is living it up on the other side of the store.

(Scott) “if you got rid of that terrible personality, you would make a half decent wife”

(Torri) “Walk away baldy….. before someone gets hurt”

(Scott) “you don’t scare me”

(Noah) “GUYS! Stop bickering”

“what happened to all the team work you were preaching to me about, Scott”

“and Torri, you……”

(Torri) *Glares*

(Noah) *gulp* “………. Can do whatever you want.”

What have you gotten me into brother dearest? These two, are like a bunch of fucking children.

Next time I’m going alone. I mean REALLY!!!! could you have paired me up with a worse duo……..

*Grrrrrrrrraaawooooooooooooooooooo*

(Scott) “sounds like something in there is angry”

(Torri) “I’m sure the captain will be able to handle it, whatever it is”

(Scott) “We should still get in there and prov……. Wha…..? HEY NOAH, DON’T RUN OFF BY YOUR SELF!”

Shit…. This is really bad…… that’s not a stage 2, my brother won’t be able to handle something like that.

Ignoring my teammates, I rush forward, in an attempt to get there in time. I bolt through the double doors leading from the stock room to the store.

*Puh* *puh* *ptetetetete* *puh*

*gyaaaaaaaaaaah!* *gunfire, and cries of horror in the distance*

The sounds entering my ears only serve to quicken my pace.

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When I arrived, it was a complete catastrophe. Cleaners……. Or what’s left of them……. strewn about the floor. A body hanging from a shelf…… missing its head. A leg missing its body. Body innards all over the place. The floor painted in red, the clothing dyed in crimson. Chunks of meat here and there. Entrails littering the floor……. It was a fucking mess

I struggled to push down the urge to throw up.

And in the center of that chaos, was my brother; staring down this…….. huge beast. Like something made from nightmares. It was at least 10 ft. tall, with teeth like jagged daggers. It had a coat of pitch black fur. Its limbs: as thick as a tree. Its head is shaped like that of a wolf, with eyes as deep as the sea and as red as the blood now decorating the store.

(???) “grrrrrrr……”

It strolled forward towards my brother, stopping only in front of him to raise its claw in the air……. And start to bring it down.

I was in a panic. Before I knew it, I was already next to my brother. With my hand connected to him, I opened up a hole in space, sending him back to my room. Now with my brother gone, I was in the path of the fucking claw. I extended my hand out. Imagining the lines on the grid converging….. condensing, a transparent black barrier was formed between me and the path of the talons. Halfway through its swing the beast changed its grip to that of a fist and accelerated its motion. Its hand became a blur. When the hand landed on my barrier………………

*Kshhhhkshkshsh*

With no resistance at all, the hand shattered my barrier and continued to trace its path into the pit of my stomach. When it made contact with my stomach, the hand didn’t have enough courtesy to stop; it plowed right through, coming out the other side……..

(Noah) ”HUUUURGGEHH……..”

I quickly vomited blood. I don’t even know how I could vomit so much blood…… my stomach wasn’t even there anymore…..

I was wrong to think I could….. Take on this…… beast. It’s…….. At the very…… least…….. a stage 4.

After training my power for the last month…….. I thought…….. Nothing……… could even…….. Touch me.

I got cocky

(Scott) “NOAH!”

Crap I forgot about them

Noticing a set of new targets, the beast tore its hand from my body flinging me at the newcomers.

(Scott) ”ugfh….”

Scott quickly caught me with his body, breaking his stance and causing him to tumble over.

Torri was about to launch herself at the beast, however…….

(Scott) “Torri….. Forget about the oversized dog, and come help me with Noah! We need to get him out of here.

(Torri) “butt the captain……..”

(Scott) “I don’t see his body do you? He must have gotten away”

(Torri) “R-right”

To be honest he wasn’t wrong…… but he didn’t know that. He didn’t even say it with confidence, but it was enough for Torri to cling onto.

Torri quickly came over and helped Scott lift me up, so that they could carry me out…… I guess they were hoping the beast would leave weaklings like us alone, since it hasn’t moved from its spot yet…… I of course was not so naive. When I groggily looked up I found a toothy grin plastered across its snout. It was enjoying this, playing with its food…….. giving it false hope. I knew that no matter what they did, we wouldn’t get away.

I would have to do something…….. to save them……. I don’t have much time left….. im even surprised that I’m still alive. I was going to do something I couldn’t do earlier, because I didn’t have enough time.

Mustering the remaining energy which was quickly dispersing from my body due to blood loss, I quickly began to imagine three separate grid lines……

(Scott) “lets go…..”

As they started to trudge forward, my arms wrapped around their shoulders, I looked back over my shoulder. The beast just looked on…….

It suddenly vanished………. Reappearing right in front of us…..

*Vwooooooosh*

Suddenly that freakish looking claw, was tearing through the air, aiming to cleave us all in half with one swipe.

I finished the preparations; only question is, what will happen first, a gruesome scene, or a change in scenery.

Of course what really happened went beyond my expectations. My vision started to grow dark……. The last thing I saw before I passed out…… was a hug freaking claw hurtling straight for us………..