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| - The humans around me aimed their weapons, ready to fire. As they pulled the trigger, I lunged. I took the first human down by stabbing him through the chest, then I swung his corpse at two other humans. The rest still fired, but I ducked into cover. I looked at the grenade on my belt, and pulled it out. Releasing the cap, I threw it into a human's face. Seconds after the grenade exploded, scattering the humans but they still continued firing. I slung my M16 our and fired back. My aim was impressive, I took down 4 humans in half a mag. As the humans began to retreat, I smirked and took my scythe out. Running up to one, I brought my blade down without regret, killing him off. The rest were backed up in a corner, aiming, but their weapons were clicking. They were out of ammunition. Their deat
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| - The humans around me aimed their weapons, ready to fire. As they pulled the trigger, I lunged. I took the first human down by stabbing him through the chest, then I swung his corpse at two other humans. The rest still fired, but I ducked into cover. I looked at the grenade on my belt, and pulled it out. Releasing the cap, I threw it into a human's face. Seconds after the grenade exploded, scattering the humans but they still continued firing. I slung my M16 our and fired back. My aim was impressive, I took down 4 humans in half a mag. As the humans began to retreat, I smirked and took my scythe out. Running up to one, I brought my blade down without regret, killing him off. The rest were backed up in a corner, aiming, but their weapons were clicking. They were out of ammunition. Their deaths were swift as their reactions. Then someone behind me tapped my shoulder. When I looked back, I was sent into unconciousness. Later I awokened in a dark room, the same dark room in my dreams. Except this time it felt real. I stood up, looking around. I could only see a tall, strong figure stare down at me with his emerald eyes. "...you messed up kid...real bad..." I could feel him kick me in the ribs. I went down, clutching my wound. When I looked up, I could hear a gun click. A muzzle was aimed at my face. "Now hold on old friend" another voice said calmly, I looked at the one who said it. It was another tall figure, same height as the one who stood before me. This one stared at me with lighter green eyes. "Let's not hurt the kid too much" I was too hurt to say something. The figure then kicked me down, aiming at my face. "Whatever, if you're not killing him I am" In a pinch, the other figure pushed the gun away from my face, the bullet landing a few inches from my ear. I was very afraid. What stood in front of me was that same cat I keep meeting in my dreams. Dark skinned, standing on two legs, equipped with some type of sword and armor, and his voice seems...mysterious; I couldn't tell if he was young or younger than I think. The figure with the gun groaned and stepped back. "Xenon I'm not taking this crap anymore, move or else I'll do it for you" He said, aiming the gun at Xenon, who stood his ground. Xenon laughed and crossed his arms, smiling at the muzzle aimed at his face. I couldn't move, I think they put some paralysis stuff in me to prevent movement. "Do you really think you can afford to kill me again Chris?" Xenon laughed darkly, looking at Chris in the eye, "I've dealt with far worse foes than you..." "Then I guess I'm your last" Chris said, clicking the Magnum at Xenon's head, teeth clenched in rage. "I told you this ferret would bring hell to us, but did you listen? NO!" Xenon then punched Chris in the face, catching him off guard. "Don't make me kill you again..." Xenon growled, turning to me. Chris stood there, glaring at his back. Xenon kneeled down to my height, looking at my wounds and such. He then looked at my eyes and chuckled darkly. I gulped. "My for a kid you held out well" Xenon remarked, looking at the deep gash in my shoulder. I never noticed it until he looked. I just stared in shock at it. "Don't worry you're fine" I looked back at Xenon, who said those words calmly, "It'll take a couple of days for that to heal" He stood up, and looked at Chris. "Punch me again Xenon and you'll be kissing your ass-" Xenon raised his voice, and stepped forward. "DON'T MAKE ME USE YOUR OWN POWER AGAINST YOU, I DID IT ONCE I CAN DO IT AGAIN" Chris laughed. "Oh the cat is angry...how [bleep]ing original" He mocked. In a flash I could see them dissapear, then come out of nowhere, all ruffled up from a brawl, Xenon was holding some type of sword, along with Chris. Xenon stood his ground, ignoring the cuts and bruises he has all over his body. Chris did the same. All the sudden Xenon casted some type of glittery aura in the air, in a flash Chris is sent flying to the wall, he fell unconcious. "Not as tough as you were..." Xenon turned to me. "Tim, whatever you do, please promise me you will try to contain it. I know how it feels to want to kill others you hate, but please, for Chelsea, contain it" "I....I will..." I coughed. There was no reason for me to disagree. Xenon stood up, with a smile. He nodded at me. "Be seeing you kid" Then came the blackness again.
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