"The rules my friend, are simple. To reach the light at the end of the tunnel, whisper your deepest and darkest secrets to the darkness, and it would guide you to me. " 'To him ?' Maliki thought as he briefly wondered what this mysterious man who had decided to help him get revenge meant by that. "What ?" "who's that ?" Fred panicked as he swinged his hands in the darkness, blindly aiming for an enemy that he gullible perceived were with him. "Where are you going ?" Maliki asked as the tall white masked man began to climb the stairs. "The girls, I'm sure they would need some company." "Eww. He stared in disgust at the masked man before turning to the cloud of darkness before his eyes. He still marveled at what his eyes laid on, staring in disbelief that a man was capable of wielding such powers. He peered into the darkness, his eyes glowing red as he stared down on Mr Fred. "My Lord!" Mr Fred dropped to his haunches as he stared in pure fear as the pair of
(Author Note: A bit gore, but nothing that sixteen years old can't stomach.) "You, little piece of shi..." The remaining words were punched out of his mouth by the rock cladded fist of Maliki. "Ugh!" Mr Fred spat out a mouthful of blood and two white Pearl's. Feeling the empty spaces, his tongue soothing the aching pain in his mouth, he rushed towards Maliki. He gasped in suprise as his punch failed to connect with Maliki head, and a punch from the young lad, knocked the air out of his guts. On his knees, hands across his stomach with bulging eyes, he wondered how this little piece of shit was stronger than him. 'He was right, I feel lightweighted and also stronger.' Maliki beamed at his new found power status as he eagerly bounced around like a clumsy boxer, excited that his opponent in his first bout of his career was down on his knees. "You impudent welp! I will crush you!" Mr Fred screamed with bulging veins running across his throat and face. He threw e
Heavy breathing echoed across the empty room, the culprit, hands on knees staring at his dead adversary. His face completely white, devoid of life and blood, fats nonexistent with bones nearly jutting out of the skin. 'The abyss is scary.' "Of course it is. it consumes everything in its path, but that isn't the abyss." The voice of the white masked man forced him to stand upstraight. "What do you mean by that isn't the abyss?" Maliki asked as the man gently laid the two unconscious girls beside the dead Mr Fred. "What I sent to you wasn't an abyss, if it was the abyss you would be dead." "Huh?" Maliki stared at him in utter confusion, slowly he looked at the two ladies laid on the floor. "You didn't kill them did you ?" "No." "You didn't do.." "No" The masked man cut him short. "I'm the embodiment of light." "But the light doesn't kill, it's always the good guy." ""Yeah, true." There was a moment of silence as neither spoke a word but s
"I will kill you!" His voice was louder than an enraged principle down at the hallway. A smile crept up her face, as she picked Sophie in her arms and rushed towards the floor exit. They say do not talk about a woman's weight, but at that moment, her tired arms were screaming for some relief. It's been at least an hour since she woke up form what seemed to be an enternal slumber. At first she wanted to check what was happening when she woke up hearing fighting, but decided not to do so after seeing a man going up an down like a basketball in motion from her window. She wondered if he was the bad guy or the good guy been toyed like he was in the hands of LeCron Rames. But kicked against the idea of finding out. because it was best not to fuck around. Silently she prayed that Sophie, Jake older sister would wake up. But staring at the sleeping beauty not in distress, made her wonder if the gods were also busy looking down at her angelic face and ignoring her prayers. Simply,
"Bang!" The crushing sound of a collapsed floor caused the immediate pause of the present fight as Rabin took in deep breathe, his chest heaving and breathing thrice faster than normal. He was grateful for the sudden pause, like an ad before one of them clicks on skip and he would resumed fighting for his life. The turning point wasn't when Maliki died suddenly. 'That fucking good for nothing coward...dying so quick...and I thought he was supposed to be the strongest among us....what a fraud!' Though Maliki dying quickly wasn't part of the script or even part of the off script. Of course he wasn't filled to the brim with optimism that their trio would enter here and complete the mission without a minus in their number. Someone was going to die, But he wasn't expecting Maliki to pull the short end of the stick, especially that quickly. Maliki death left him and Cron on the wrong foot, with their advantage quickly skimmed off. It was two against two and they were winning u
"All quiet on the east front." "What's that ?" Celine asked as she carefully dodged some debris on the steps. "Just a movie I once watched. A war movie...a prehistoric one." Patrick replied, his body instinctively shielding Queen as sand poured from above. "Before the golden age of humanity ?" "Yes." They kept on walking in silence for a minute or two before Patrick stopped abruptly, causing Celine to halt in her steps. "What is it?" She asked. "Oh Mother of Mary!" "Damn!" They both stared in shock at the huge pile of building debris blocking the entire floor, and the wide open hole up above them. "That should be as wide as a man hole." Celine said as she pushed forward to inspect the obstruction. "Oh that's definitely a woman hole since a man can pass through it." She turned back to see a naughty smirk on his face before mentally face-palming her self. 'He can be childish sometimes, though cute. But he's definitely right.' She thought to herself as h
"Celine, freeze the obstacles with your ice, that way you can weaken it." "Then?" Celine stared at him while instantly doing as he said. "I will blast through it." "You plan on using your class ?" She asked warily as the temperature of the hall crossed into the negative mark, below zero. "Yes." Patrick slowly rubbed his hands together, having laid Queen carefully behind them, the friction of his palms caused his body to heat up in a strange way. "Ready." The moment He got the go ahead, his voice a whisper in the cold chilling air. "Berserk!" "Ahh!" His screams echoed across the hallway as even those below felt it, a chilling fear running through the spine of the five A(S) Rankers in a face off with Rabin. "That brute, goes activating his class again." Danitello muttered as he stared at Rabin who was now missing an arm and leg, while finding it difficult to face off against the five supposed A Rankers at once. His sense of balance completely ruined
Running off towards Patrick, she knelt beside him. His eyes still bloodshot, his Berserk class still active. Placing her hands on her Ava chest, she couldn't feel any heart beat. She tried sending some energy essence to her heart and core to stimutae both at the same time. After doing it for the fifth time, and it didn't work, she stared at the girl in pity before shaking her head. "She's dead." Few seconds later, she looked up to see Patrick still staring at Ava, she wondered if he was seeing something she couldn't see. Suddenly he stabbed two fingers into her ribcage, just below her heart as Celine gasped out loud. "Show some respect to the dead. " He didn't respond as he quickly flicked his fingers, his index strumming Ava heart violently, that her disfigured mouth puked out some more blood. "Patrick!" Celine called out loudly, ger eyes showing the shock and slight fury as to why he was doing this to a corpse. It was one thing that a young one's life had been taken