Chishio Bradly
(San Francisco Stone Town)
One lazy eye was skimming through the whole area making sure that all life has been destroyed, completely. Hearing the crunching sound of his black boots walking on broken glass shards. Looking to the side and hearing a couple of dishes rattle at a house that was barely standing, the abnormal young man walked towards the noise he heard a couple seconds ago. Walking until he was completely in front of the completely damaged house, he heard a couple of whispers and hard breathing. Looking to his left where the noise is coming from, it looks like the kitchen. Walking slowly around the counter top, well, what was left of it anyways, he saw a group of people.
The group of people looked terrified, hungry and sad. He didn't feel mercy or sorry all he felt was getting rid of them. Accidentally stepping on a broken piece of glass he stepped back slowly. Looking up slowly he saw all their eyes on him, he heard one of them ask him hesitantly,"W-who are you?" Looking at the person who was speaking,"You should know me, you heard of me on the news..." Not really answering the mans question, but he really didn't need to know. "But, if you really want to know.... I am your worst nightmare." Hearing a static sound he stared up at the television on the wall.
Staring up at the television that was on the news channel,"Good evening everyone, this is Kimberley Adams with a few of your soldiers... They are here to talk about those demons who kills hopeless people for no reason in San Francisco streets.." The first soldier walked up and spoke first. "Look out for them for those who survived... stay in your houses and keep quiet, help is on the way, I repeat help is on the way.. We assure you that we will not let those 'freaks' win.." The abnormal young man glared at the soldier who called him a 'freak' as he stepped back to let the second soldier speak and he started,"Don't give in to whatever they say, they are pure evil and out of control.. and they need to be stopped..." He nodded at the reporter and walked back to the group of his soldiers.. "Well you hear that, help is on the way so hang in there... This is Kimberley Adams with your evening news.."
Shaking his head he looked back down at the group of people looking at him still. They have no intellect at all, do they no that they are going to die, why didn't they try to escape, maybe they gave up on living, maybe they would rather die than live in a world like this. "Well I have to be taking my leave now." But, he wasn't going to let them go though. Turning his back towards them he closed his eyes putting his hands out in front of him, generating his blood from his body to his hands forming another copy of himself,"Take care of them all, make sure none of them are left alive." After that was said he walked away from the house, hearing a couple of screams and cries in the background, he never looked back he really didn't feel sorry for killing them, he felt nothing, he grinned an evil grin.
A few minutes later he felt the blood go back into his body and continued his journey to China Town. Skimming around the area as he did making sure there was no more life and continued on his merry way.
(San Francisco Stone Town)
One lazy eye was skimming through the whole area making sure that all life has been destroyed, completely. Hearing the crunching sound of his black boots walking on broken glass shards. Looking to the side and hearing a couple of dishes rattle at a house that was barely standing, the abnormal young man walked towards the noise he heard a couple seconds ago. Walking until he was completely in front of the completely damaged house, he heard a couple of whispers and hard breathing. Looking to his left where the noise is coming from, it looks like the kitchen. Walking slowly around the counter top, well, what was left of it anyways, he saw a group of people.
The group of people looked terrified, hungry and sad. He didn't feel mercy or sorry all he felt was getting rid of them. Accidentally stepping on a broken piece of glass he stepped back slowly. Looking up slowly he saw all their eyes on him, he heard one of them ask him hesitantly,"W-who are you?" Looking at the person who was speaking,"You should know me, you heard of me on the news..." Not really answering the mans question, but he really didn't need to know. "But, if you really want to know.... I am your worst nightmare." Hearing a static sound he stared up at the television on the wall.
Staring up at the television that was on the news channel,"Good evening everyone, this is Kimberley Adams with a few of your soldiers... They are here to talk about those demons who kills hopeless people for no reason in San Francisco streets.." The first soldier walked up and spoke first. "Look out for them for those who survived... stay in your houses and keep quiet, help is on the way, I repeat help is on the way.. We assure you that we will not let those 'freaks' win.." The abnormal young man glared at the soldier who called him a 'freak' as he stepped back to let the second soldier speak and he started,"Don't give in to whatever they say, they are pure evil and out of control.. and they need to be stopped..." He nodded at the reporter and walked back to the group of his soldiers.. "Well you hear that, help is on the way so hang in there... This is Kimberley Adams with your evening news.."
Shaking his head he looked back down at the group of people looking at him still. They have no intellect at all, do they no that they are going to die, why didn't they try to escape, maybe they gave up on living, maybe they would rather die than live in a world like this. "Well I have to be taking my leave now." But, he wasn't going to let them go though. Turning his back towards them he closed his eyes putting his hands out in front of him, generating his blood from his body to his hands forming another copy of himself,"Take care of them all, make sure none of them are left alive." After that was said he walked away from the house, hearing a couple of screams and cries in the background, he never looked back he really didn't feel sorry for killing them, he felt nothing, he grinned an evil grin.
A few minutes later he felt the blood go back into his body and continued his journey to China Town. Skimming around the area as he did making sure there was no more life and continued on his merry way.