Snippet #1933943

Seemlessly flipping over the speeding man, something that he was expecting to fight a runner a fast one at that. If Vincent's eyes weren't so powerful he would have his leg broken in 20 different places from the sheer speed of impact. Watching the man fling himself into the tree holding his injured leg close to him, the pain of the impact was written across his face.The uncontrollable speeds brought more pain to the man rather than Vincent shooting him, but he couldn't take any chances sighing as he kept his vision on the downed girl. Walking toward the gun that she knocked out of his hand picking that one up while keeping his pistol aimed at the girl, "God you people make things so easy, I was sent to kill Sekruez and I get two other traitors how...HOW DARE YOU." Vincent's calmness faded and the other side took over, with a laugh a dark twisted one. Spinning his pistols in a sinister way firing 9 bullets toward the downed speedster, "Move out of the way from that."

Vincent's hands trembled, as he held the pistol towards the girl peering past her as another made his way toward the group. This is something completely unexpected, the hate was written across the face of the one who was advancing. This forest would be come a deadly battle ground, but Vincent could careless only the killing interested him. Lifting his pistol as he walked past the girl firing at the man sprinting their way, "This forest will be your resting place..." Vincent's voice was changed distorted, evil echoed as he spoke the drive to kill was to much the feeling of washing away life entered his brain almost clouding his thoughts with every step.

"What is this pain...this glorious feeling of ending life...why is my mind twisted...thinking is so difficult...but releasing this anguish means more...Kill...Kill...Kill everything" Vincent's mind was twisted and in pain but he didn't know why would this happen now why would he lose control of himself the side of death was calling out to him. It had already taken control everything around him needed to die in a bloody mess. Trying to refocus Vincent backs away stumbling back while holding the guns up laughing crazed before trying to stand again.