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| Gatz | Dec 1 2014, 08:15 PM Post #51 |
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"Don't defend him Anju. I refuse to believe he is good even if mom says it to be true. He's a monster. I know he was the one who murdered those innocent people. Mom can't see it, but I can. He is a killer. A cold blooded killer. Don't be blinded by it either. If he killed people before, what will stop him now. I'm sorry your dad is a murderer, but at least we share a good mother. You got mom in you sis." Goten succumbed to his injuries before he could tell Anju who it was that attacked him. ---- Gatz barged through the suite door after he knocked out several employees on his way up. "Get the fuck out of my way." He roared to cause a scene. His breathing was heavy and shallow because he was at that point where he was about to lose it. His reasoning for going back to the suite was simple. He needed someone to calm him the fuck down. After seeing Anju and being unable to give her gift properly, he wanted to tear hearts out. If it were not for Anju showing up when she did, he would have broken several of the teen freak's bones. He might have not killed Goten, but he would have messed up the teen further. He wanted to show the teenager not to fuck with the android terror because no one lived to tell about it. He was damned lucky. His beaming glare set on Chichi when she approached him. He closed the gap towards her quicker than she did to him. The concern in her eyes for him was enough to get him thinking less about destruction. He didn't want her getting involved because knowing her she would be upset that Goten was injured. He failed to mention what was said and for good reason. Seeing her upset, would further intensify his rage and nobody wanted that to happen. Closing his eyes when Chichi checked out his injury, he caught her question and his nostrils flared. His hand grasped her wrists to keep her hands from touching his face because he wanted to utilize his powerful anger to his benefit of training. Staring through her eyes, she was the only one who never questioned his motives or blamed him for shit he didn't do because she knew damned well he would admit if he did it. It was why he had to see her. He noticed she was out of bed. Watching her hobble to him, didn't ease the tension in his body because he specifically told her to rest, yet she was out and about. He knew all too well she often cared more about others than herself which often led to her getting hurt. Speaking through clenched teeth, he tried to speak to her without yelling. He wasn't mad at her. With authority, he grasped hair lightly to get her attention. He took in her beauty and what belonged to him. Hearing the shit that Goten said about his father, made the android terror want to claim her. "Goten is in one piece." His spoke with a cold tone when he mentioned Goten. "Anju is fine." He didn't tell his wife that he ordered Anju out of the city for her own good. He didn't want Goten filling shit into her head that wasn't true. Goten, trying to turn what belonged to the android terror against him, would force the terror to brutally torture him to an early grave. "Don't ask anymore questions. Go back to bed and rest." He kissed her forehead and left her to go train to relieve some of the rage he had inside. ------- The Future Shadow stood on the table with his fists up. Taking a look around, he snatched a liquor bottle and chugged it. The contents of liquor sloppily spilled down his chin and onto his shirt. Hearing what Paul said, the Time Traveling Terror commented. "You'll get grounded that's why you're better at it bitch." He said to Paul. Keeping the liquor bottle in his hand, he took a shot to the chin right after he called the judo freak a bitch. The chin shot sent his long coated spine to land on the bar table. Even when he was knocked onto his ass, he was able to save the liquor bottle in his hand. He took a look at it, chugged it, and then looked up to see the blue eyed fuck come at him. Paul came at the future beast again, but the beast kicked the bearded freak's legs out. His trip knocked Paul onto his ass too. In a showing off manner, the future shadow performed a spinning break dancing move that got him back onto his feet. ![]() Getting back on his feet, he took a step at Paul, leaned over, and lifted the goof fuck off his feet. Viciously, he slammed the liquor bottle over Paul's head. "Never could handle your liquor huh goof fuck? It's cuz you're not a beast." His arms outstretched to get all the attention on himself. "I'm her real father. You're just a piece of shit that the ANGEL felt sorry for. The QUEEN chose me to make love too and bare my offspring. CHOSE ME TO BELONG TO! NOT YOU! ! I should have killed your ass the second I saw you." He said this as both of them were still on top of the bar table. "And now I will." He smirked coldly. "This is your end mother fucker." He spoke to this Paul as if he were the one from the future. ---- WC: 999 TWC: 38,289 Edited by Gatz, Dec 1 2014, 08:16 PM.
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| Paul Phoenix | Dec 1 2014, 08:35 PM Post #52 |
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"Get up punk! You ain't the real Gatz. The real boss man would have been up in my face already." The Toughest in the Universe got a good chin shot on the impostor. The fake boss man landed on his spine and onto the bar table. The Judo Biker wasted no time in going after the phony who was laying on the table. Running at him, the expert grounder was about to elbow drop the punk ass through the bar table. This was until he felt his feet get kicked out from under him. The Toughest in the Universe landed square onto his back in a similar way to how fake Gatz did. Leaning his head up, he caught sight of the phony Gatz's strange antics. The guy got a liquor bottle and starting downing it like some drunk on the street. Knowing boss man was into his liquor, he never went this extreme with it. The phony Gatz was a piece of work. "You somethin else man. Drinking while fighting? " He didn't get time to finish his trash talking because he was pulled up onto his feet. "Beer is all I need." His caught sight of the liquor bottle being used as a weapon. With no other option, the Toughest in the Universe used his forearm to block. The glass bottle shattered against his hardened forearm. It sliced his arm and pieces of glass managed to cut him on his face too. His icy blue glare set on the maniac who looked like the boss man. He had his arms outstretched like a cocky summabitch. The phony started talking about crap the Toughest in the Universe didn't understand and din't care too either. "You're all kinds of crazy." He said his thunderous tone. Wanting to trash talk, he got it through this time. "You gonna talk or fight me. I'm standing right here if you wanna kill me, but I ain't gonna make it easy. You wanna keep whatever belongs to you as yours than you're gonna have to get through me to prove it. Cuz I know the real boss man can goes hard with his girl, but they dun call me the ground, pound Toughest in the Universe for no reason. As for you phony punk, you look like you go soft sucks for that angel you talk so much about probably why she left yo ass. Drinking ain't gonna save you from an ass kicking from me." He responded roughly. Paul grunted and speared the arrogant punk boss man off the bar table. The boss man's spine was driven into the jukebox that got a song playing. The Jukebox's glass frame cracked on impact. People scurried out of the bar because of how gruesome the fight was. There were a couple bystanders cheering for the fight to continue. (Song coming from Juke Box) WC: 512 TWC: 9,456 Edited by Paul Phoenix, Dec 1 2014, 08:37 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 1 2014, 08:51 PM Post #53 |
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Worriedly, she looked up at her husband who was angry. She could tell by his tense muscles, heaving breathing, darkened eyes, and clenched jaw. Her hands reached up to clasp his face, but he took hold of her wrists before she could touch his skin. She wanted to wipe the blood off his lip too. He kept a firm hold on her wrists which she hated. She disliked getting grabbed by her slender wrists. They were not weak by any standard, but it reminded her of how easy they were to grab. Her martial arts mind didn't like it. He took hold of her hair gently and tugged it enough to get her to pay attention to him. "What's wrong with you Gatz? Why are you so angry?" She tried to get through to him, but he ignored most of her questions except for two. When his glare set upon her, she eyes peered up at him to see if she could read what happened. His cold, menacing stare meant that something bad happened. Her concern grew even after Gatz replied to her questions. His replies were monotone and uncaring. "Goten is in one piece." What did he mean by in one piece? She assumed the worst when her husband said that. It didn't necessarily mean that Goten was okay. As she gazed up at him, he answered another one of her questions. "Anju is fine." Anju being fine relieved her heart a bit, but why didn't he say the same for Goten? Her mind rushed with thoughts. Where was Anju? She wanted to ask more, but he didn't give her time too. He was in a hurry to go train and not give her direct replies. What was he trying to protect her from ? Once again, his overprotective nature kept her in the dark about things she required to know. "Don't ask anymore questions. Go back to bed and rest." She closed her eyes when Gatz kissed her forehead. For a moment, she out stretched her hand to stop him from leaving so he could answer what she needed to know, but she thought it was best to let him cool down. Her balled fist rested against her heart. She sensed Goten's energy signal. He was fine, yet it was not as strong as it usually was. Anju too was fine. Gatz changed out of his business attire and was dressed in his training gear. She stood in the living room with a somber expression. He took a glance at her, but she did not look back. Her long locks of hair fell over her shoulders when she looked down at the floor to keep Gatz from seeing her sadness. Since he was not in the mood to talk, she decided it was best to do as he requested and go back to the room. She had other ways of finding out what happened even if he refused to tell her. WC: 527 TWC: 7,542 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 1 2014, 08:51 PM.
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| Anju | Dec 1 2014, 10:09 PM Post #54 |
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Just as the teen was about to turn the knob, a loud thud caught her attention immediately. She turned, and held back a startled yelp as she pressed her back against the door, instantly dialing for an ambulance. Once she was through with directing them to where they were needed, she hung up and went straight for her brother, shaking him. "Goten?...Goten!!" She shouted, but it was no use. But she had been listening to what he'd been saying just before he collapsed. It didn't help their situation any. And it certainly did nothing to ease her stubborn nature, as she thought back to what her father had said. She waited anxiously for the ambulance to get there, as she turned his body over so he was resting on his side. This was when she took the time to really evaluate his injuries. "....He's still breathing...that's something at least." She spoke softly, as she closed her eyes, choosing to stay by Goten's side until help arrived, she thought upon what he'd said. She struggled with herself internally, because much like her mother....it was difficult to understand her father at times. She knew for sure he killed people. But, the majority either A.) left him ABSOLUTELY no choice in the matter, or B.) Had harmed her mother, There was also option C.), in which the victim was working or apart of the dangerous organization after her mother, the Black Bow Army. "I know you think he kills without reason Goten...." She whispered, knowing her words had a minimal chance of reaching his ears, but feeling the need to speak rather than simply think her answers back to his words prior to him fainting. "But....believe me, you have no idea...." She trailed off, as her heart beat began to speed up. Her body tensed up as she shook away the thoughts that entered her mind right at that exact moment. "You don't know what mindless killing looks like...." ![]() She finally finished, squeezing her eyes shut as her arms rose up from her lap to wrap protectively around herself. ".....You didn't need to apologize you know." She added, as she shook her head slightly with a sigh. "Not like you could've done anything to prevent it. I was just a baby. So imagine how I feel." She tried adding humor to make herself feel the slightest bit better. But it was pretty hard, considering at this point, she was just talking to herself. Her eyes opened once more, just as she began to hear the sound of sirens entering their area. Her brother looked so peaceful. But she could tell, that while he inherited a lot from his own father, he too had gained quite a few genes from their mother. Her lips parted a bit, as she thought on what he had said just before she heard him crash to the ground, just as paramedics entered the room and began to ask her questions. She took that time to explain things to them, that this was her half brother, and he was attacked by an unknown assailant. She stood to her full height, and out of their way, as she watched them cart him off. She followed after them with her baseball bat, her eyes staying focused on her brother. {.....I can't argue with that Big Bro. I just wish I could've helped you when....you needed someone most. So I'm really not sure...how much of mom shows through me. But....I'm glad you still can accept me.} She thought fondly, as she stepped up into the ambulance, just after they had lifted the stretcher into it. "......Goten." She said finally, as the paramedics got in their respective places, packing gear into the vehicle. Her hand reached out to grasp his, as her eyes burned with a passionate fire. "I promise I won't rest until this guy's caught. So....don't push yourself when you get up...alright? Just leave it to me." 657 Words 4013 Characters Running Total 12327 Words 68731 Characters |
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| Gatz | Dec 1 2014, 10:59 PM Post #55 |
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Goten was carted off by the paramedics, but Anju's words made him grimace as if he did not feel the same. He groaned to show how he could not believe what she was saying. It was impossible for him to recognize the monster as a man worthy of his mother's love. Gatz's fists of fury pounded into an especially designed punching bag. The punching bag rocked back and forth as he took his anger out on it. He felt like snapping necks because the crunching sounds of bones snapping from his raw power made him feel better. He roared when he pictured Chi's face after he left the suite. He saw how she looked down like she was blaming herself. Gritting his teeth at the thought of her blaming herself for others, he wanted his terror to be felt. This was all Goten's fucking fault along with the rest of the pieces of trash that walked on the planet. They were too weak all of them were. His eyes closed when he pictured the last three days with his girl and how she begged for him in their moments of intimacy. He couldn't resist her. It was impossible. Being rough with her, she handled him like one else could. Her power provoked his need to dominate and prove to her that he was the beast she needed. She wasn't only fiercely strong, but her heart was too fucking good for the trash in this world. He wouldn't admit how weak he was for her, and the suite was just proof of what kind of woman she was. Even when she was tired and sore as hell from how he ravaged her, she thought about him and his needs back at the apartment. There were no false accusations or questioning the kind of man he was. She was at his side trusting his judgment. He needed her like she needed him, but Goten was too blinded to see how they were made for one another. She desired her beast's power/protection and him her belief in him that he could do anything. ![]() "You're too fucking weak to see what I am! I am the beast and you are nothing." He tore his shirt off and let his raw muscles mirror his power as he attacked the punching bag with ruthlessness. Every one of his punches caused the floor to shake with intensity. There were red electrical currents crackling from his body. They violently destroyed anything that was too close within the training room. The beads of sweat poured down his face and his menacing eyes glared right at the punching bag. He pictured it being Goten. The moment he thought he'd have with his offspring was ruined because of the teenager's bitch ass. His surprise was wrecked. There was no fucking point in being decent His wife's good heart almost got her killed a number of times if it were not for him keeping her safe. She would have died for freaks that weren't worthy or deserving of her good heart. He sensed his offspring's sadness too and it was because of the teen freak that it happened. Her bat was supposed to make her smile, yet all it did was cause her pain. It was unforgivable in the terror's eyes what Goten did. He didn't want to see Goten's face because if he did, he'd rip it off so that the only part of Goten's annoying face that remained was his faceless skull. "There is no one who can give your mother the best like I can. No one who can put a smile on Anju's face like me. Challenging me is guaranteeing death. If you hate it so much, then die." He ripped the bag with his bare hands. The metal did not withstand his savage brutality. ---- "Crazy no..Psycho yes." He lifted his chin arrogantly like he got the best of Paul. This was until he heard Paul's attempt to make the Future Shadow's angel to not be his. The Future Terror roared like a maniac at the bearded fuck's taunting words. His terrorizing eyes glowed a blood red. "Fuck you! " The Future Shadow was lifted and speared into the jukebox that played a bullshit song. His spine shattered the jukebox. Keeping on his feet, the shadow wrestled Paul into a headlock. Then, viciously, he drove knees into Paul's gut repeatedly. He did it with malice. He wanted the freak dead and gone. "You'll be grounded and pounded straight to your fucking grave." His said with no remorse Paul managed to break free from the terror's headlock and only because the future shadow allowed it. The raw power and strength was the shadow's strength. The Future Shadow stalked after his prey. He ran at Paul and went for a flying knee to the face. The Terror leaped a table with agility and speed not seen in most men his size. He was aiming to crack the bearded freak's skull open. ![]() WC: 852 TWC: 39,141 Edited by Gatz, Dec 2 2014, 10:45 AM.
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| Paul Phoenix | Dec 1 2014, 11:13 PM Post #56 |
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He smashed the phony Gatz into the jukebox. He drove his shoulder into the fake boss man's chest momentarily keeping the punk ass against it too. He was going to go for a straight up knee to send phony Gatz into the jukebox again. The shards of broken glass would cut him open and that's what the Toughest in the Universe had planned. He was going to wreck this guy and make him bleed for trying to be like the boss man. The fake Gatz put the bearded biker's head into a headlock. His thunderous voice growled as he tried to wrestle the man into submission. The judo biker was expecting that the fake Gatz wasn't as physically powerful as the boss man. With his head in the phony dude's armpit, it didn't keep the Toughest in the Universe from sending a couple shots into the man's rib cage. The fake Gatz's strength showed itself. The Judo Master grit his teeth when he felt the raw power as he tried to out muscle him. The phony one weakened his grip which gave the Toughest in the Universe a chance to break away and regain his composure. The gashes from the smashed alcohol bottle caused blood to drip along his arm. "I don't take lip from the real you either. You ain't so tough so I'd like to see you try. I'mma bust you up punk!" The fake boss man lunged through the air. to knee the rugged biker in the head. Seeing the double terror get close, the judo expert side stepped avoiding the flying knee completely. Then, spinning around, he went for it. He couldn't play around even if it were a fake Gatz. He took the exposed man's opening as his chance to take him out with his Paul Phoenix Smasher. "Braaah!" He death fist the fake Gatz's in the spine. WC: 312 TWC: 9,768 |
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 1 2014, 11:28 PM Post #57 |
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The floor shook again and again. She rolled in bed from the tremors that rocked the whole building. Since Gatz had left the apartment, she contacted her daughter and her son. They did not pick up which meant she was left to worry about what happened between the three of them Unable to sleep or rest her soreness, she slammed her fists into the bed because at the moment she felt helpless to help. Her eyes narrowed with a fiery determination because she wanted to get to the bottom of it. "I don't care what he says. I want to know what happened! He can't just keep me in the dark about everything." She sat up from the bed, and her body seemed to beg her to stay put, yet she ignored her pains. They were not going to kill her. Her poppa told her that what didn't kill her would make her stronger. Being used to pain by being a martial artist, she fought through it. She stood up from the bed and wobbled towards the door that was still laying on the floor because Gatz bulldozed it over. She was still dressed in her work clothing since she was in no mood to undress herself. In need to be by her husband's side and get to the bottom of what was bothering him, she used the tremors as her guidance to the training facility. She could not sense his power, but she could hear his growling and roaring echoing throughout the building. The training room was the only place she considered he'd be since it was the one place he could be as destructive as he wanted without getting an ear full from her. She used the railing of the stairs as her support. The closer she got to the underground training facility the faster her heart beat because she could hear the sheer savagery from her husband. She had seen him mad many times before, but it still made her timid with how violent he could be. It was not timidness of fear. It was timidness of what he was capable of. There were no limits to what he could do and that in itself was worse than a ticking time bomb. ![]() She eventually reached the training facility. ![]() Her hand gripped the threshold of the door to keep her wobbly legs from giving out. Silently, she observed her husband assault everything that was in the durable room. She avoided interrupting him, therefore, she watched quietly and waited for him to make the first move. WC: 458 TWC: 8,000 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 2 2014, 10:38 AM.
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| Anju | Dec 3 2014, 03:47 AM Post #58 |
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The redhead teenager kept a tight hold of her brother's hand as they rode along to the hospital. Her eyes staying glued on him, and though she tried hard to not think about the things that were said, she couldn't help it. {I'm sorry Goten but....I just don't see him doing this.!} She mentally pleaded, as she anxiously waited for them to arrive at the hospital. As much as she tried not to think about finding her brother and father duking it out, over what she deemed a serious epidemic, she could not shake the image from her mind of her brother, sparking with rage, pressed hard into the wall by her brute of a father. The two were important to her, even if she had only just found out that he was her brother, she cared for Goten. No matter what, she always would. The same of course...could also be said of her father. Although as she thought back on the violence she witnessed, she began to drift off into a nightmarish memory. One she desperately wish she could stop, but as she squeezed her eyes shut and tensed up, her body and mind continued without her. ---- The red head's breath escaped her lungs hard and fast, as she bounced off the ground. For most of this fight, she'd felt like an honest rag doll. Her body was screaming, begging for the pain to cease, but she couldn't. She couldn't give in not now! {I have...to get up...!} She mentally pleaded with her body, and yet she wasn't moving yet. The only movement from the stunned teen was the rapid and strained breathing. She sucked in a breath of icy cold air, as she hobbled to her feet. Using her baseball bat, dented, scratched, and damaged as it was, as her means of staying on her feet. But the agonized terror that she was staring down, a beast among men, if not an outright demon, was not about to let up. Not so long as she pranced around as she was. His speed was amazing. But even in the state she was in, she could still pull an ace from her sleeve, or two if she had to. The cries of survivors as they scattered as far as they could both motivated her, and also distracted her. It was difficult for her to focus, and not just because her head had quite literally just got smashed onto the pavement. She wiped the blood from her brow, and though wobbly on her feet, she stood and stared down what most knew as death it's self. "I don't even understand what the fuck you want from me!!" She shouted, but the stoic, if not outright psychopathic demon standing before her did not seem to notice. His focus was on causing more destruction, more pain, more suffering. Another bright red blast escaped from his hand, pointed in the direction of survivors running the opposite way. The teen's eyes widened, and before she could even fully grasp what she was doing, her body lunged forward. She sent a low strike aimed at the back of his head. But it did nothing to stop the blast. And it sure as shit didn't seem to effect him either. He turned just in time to be struck in the forehead by her weapon of choice, the loud echo of metal striking him burning it's self into her memory as his hand coiled around her neck then. The teen gasped, and immediately wished she hadn't. The air left her lungs just as her body once more met the pavement. A hoarse scream escaped her lips as she struggled to get free. She was allowed her freedom moments later, and her hands replaced where his was as she sat up, coughing loudly and harshly, as though she'd just smoked a cigarette for the first time in her life. As though she had just inhaled a lung full of smoke from a fire... She got to her feet once again. Even though her body was crying for relief, to just give in...she wasn't having it. Not if this monster...no, Minion, of the Black Goddess' reign was around to cause further mayhem. Not if she could help the survivors. This thing was killing people who had nothing to do with him! Her sense of justice was strong, and her stubborness even stronger. She winced as she rose to her full height again. "Is that the best you've got!?" She taunted, her glare dead set on the monster before her. "My Poppa punches way harder then you ever could!!" She shouted. This only got her further into trouble. As the terror before her roared viciously, something about 'she being his'? The fuck did that even mean? {There's that word again...offspring....} She thought, as she managed to dodge him this time, rolling to the side as she readied her weapon once more. "The fuck does that even mean!? The hell is an offspring!?" She asked, but her questions fell on deaf, angered ears. The man went on, that he never should've let the bastard she called a father live. That he wasn't the one who married her mother? That he, the monster she was currently in combat with was her father...? The teens eyes widened just in time for the strange drunken bastard to get in a cheap shot at the back of her head. How the hell did he even get there?! The redhead stumbled with a yelp, before turning to counter, a roar of rage escaping her own lips....and mirroring the roar she had just heard. {No this can't be right...} She thought anxiously to herself. {He's crazy!! My father is....my poppa is....!!!} Her mind flashed back to her 'father's' smile. To his face. To the scar that she still blamed herself for him getting from this same exact crazed man. That's when everything seemed to fall into place...everything, including her body crumbling to the ground and her mind giving in to the blanket of darkness. She had succumbed to her immense injuries, bruises and abrasions covering her as she fell to the ground. She was still breathing however. She wasn't sure what happened next.... --- The teen frowned to herself again, as she pouted at the memory. Things had fit together in that moment. Like a puzzle that was partly done, but needed the extra effort to make it whole. It made sense. The power displayed by her father that day seemed to mirror and explain her own all in one go. And while it felt weird, even now, to acknowledge that her father was not her mentor, she could not argue with the logic. Especially once she got a full grasp of what had happened. That the fairytale she had grown up with was actually telling the tale. That she....was the fabled princess who would save them all. The ambulance finally pulled into the lot of the hospital, and the haze her mind was in just then began to disappear, as she needed to focus on the now, instead of the past. She rose to her feet and exited the vehicle first, so that the paramedics could get her brother out and hurry him inside. Her eyes anxiously followed the stretcher as it was rushed inside through the automatic sliding doors. She reached out as if she wanted to follow, but she wasn't sure whether she would be of any help, or if she would just get in the way. The teen's eyes softened as she glanced down at the pavement, her fists pressed tight to her chest before she chased after them, running through the automatic doors after her half brother. {I'm sorry Mr.Phoenix! I'm gonna have to take a rain check on that sandwich!} She thought to herself, oblivious to the brutal beatdown that was happening to her beloved mentor. 1309 Words 7305 Characters Running Total 13636 Words 76036 Characters |
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| Gatz | Dec 3 2014, 10:49 AM Post #59 |
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The Future Shadow landed on his feet after missing with his flying knee leaving him open to attack or so the Biggest Bitch in the Universe thought. Using his blitzing reflexes, he grabbed a useless onlooker as his defense. He turned to the death fist he knew all too well. The fist, meant for the future shadow, smashed into the garbage the shadow used as a shield. The man's body did enough to lessen the blow for the terror from the future. The man's innards were crushed in by the death fist instantly killing the mother fucker. The Future Shadow stumbled out of the bar with the man's corpse still in his hand. Taking a look at the bloodied freak in his hand, he smirked because he did his job. The Future Shadow was unharmed by the death fist because he had learned that was the goof fuck like to use when he wanted to end a fight fast. As crazed as the terror was, he wasn't stupid. He was the perfect killing machine and no bearded goof fuck was going to out do him. "Good shield." He chucked the corpse to the side like it was nothing. Having his arms out to his sides like he was a damn god, the floor caved beneath him. The ground shook as he urged the goof freak to come at him. Cracking his neck, he smirked callously at the memory that resurfaced in his mind. He remembered how he taught his offspring a lesson. She came at him again and again, but repeatedly he put her down. She was feisty like someone long ago that he purposely shoved out of his memory for the sake of not being tormented. She wanted to stop him from killing, but killing is what got him through another day without .... "What I want is blood." He talked out loud as if he were talking to Anju. "I want the world to be a graveyard....total genocide." It was his way of toughening her up for the unforgiving world. "Silly offspring, you will know your fucking place and like it too. Your dad is the King." Then her voice echoed into his mind when she mocked it in his face who she thought her real father was. His eyes glowed a blood red and he grit his teeth at the girl's remarks. For those who were in the streets watching the android terror talk to himself, they probably thought he was going crazy. He was already crazy. "That goof fuck isn't your father. She was MY ANGEL....MY TERRITORY. You came out of my nuts. I seeded your mother not that worthless piece of shit." He said through clenched teeth. The Android Terror was lost mentally. The bystanders watched looked at him like he was insane. Being unstable and thinking he was in the flashback with his offspring, he rose his arm to aim at the garbage that were responsible for the hell that he was forced to live through every day. He fired a red blast that killed a group of them like in the vision. He started laughing psychotically after he heard their screams that were silenced seconds after. It was erotic to his core. It was the only thing he found pleasurable and what kept him kickin. "When will you fucking people learn that when you mess with the Great Android Terror, you guarantee your death. When will you learn that no one is safe from my power? I'm too fucking powerful. You are all nothing, but my toys now. You die when I say you die. You are walking corpses. You all are stupid to think that you're alive by your own will. The second you fuckers went after the ONE UNTOUCHABLE, you dug your graves You're greedy mother fuckers taking shit that don't belong to you always wanting more never satisfied. You're the reason she don't got her mother. You will learn your place just like SHE did. My offspring came at me and I put her in the ground to teach her that I am the dominant beast. I am her beastly father whether she fucking likes it or not. She might not like that I snap necks for a living, but that's too damn bad. I do what the fuck I want, and she will learn to like it. Ain't that right little beast? Learn it...you're mine and you are just like me...a fucking beast so start actin like it. Embrace it. Embrace the android killer inside of you because it feels so damn good. I hate you all! " He pounded his chest and did not see the angry man coming at him. ----- Gatz pounded the metallic wall and his knuckles were bloodied because he was relentless. He would not stop. The thought of his wife's innocence and his daughter's sadness kept him aggressive. The killer inside of him wanted to be let loose on the garbage that lurked his streets. Pretending it was Goten's face and others who dared fuck with what was his, he pounded away. His uppercuts, jabs, and elbow strikes were vicious. They made loud banging sounds that could be heard for blocks. His raw power shook the ground. Sensing his wife behind him, he grit his teeth. He haymakered the wall denting it completely when he felt her concern for him. He was a killer. The sensation of nervousness only intensified his built in instincts to terrorize especially when it was from her. Why was she there? Glaring at her, he wiped his sweat with his bare forearm. The sweat dripped off his body. He heaved angrily because he stalked to her. He didn't want her getting involved with the mess. Her heart was too good for this shit. "I told you to fucking stay in bed." He said through grit teeth, but he didn't say it out loud so she could hear him. He didn't want her getting upset too because he was already in that damn mood of wanting to destroy. He turned to her and walked towards her with a presence that was meant to get her attention. Remaining silent, he glared down at her shorter frame. WC: 1,111 TWC: 40,252 Edited by Gatz, Dec 3 2014, 10:50 AM.
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| Paul Phoenix | Dec 3 2014, 11:04 AM Post #60 |
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His death fist connected, but not to the person that he wanted it to. The phony Gatz grabbed a guy and used him as a human shield. His death fist smashed the human shield's insides. The man was killed instantly. A poor bastard was slain before his eyes by his fist. He had killed a man before, but only if he deserved it. The fake Gatz stumbled out of the bar and the Toughest in the Universe watched how he carelessly tossed the body to the side like it was nothing. The judo biker looked at his bloodied fist and the one that ended the corpse that lay on the floor now. He shook at how cowardly the move was using another person as a shield. What the hell was wrong with this BBA? Why the hell couldn't they do their own dirty work? Hearing the fake boss man talk out loud to himself, why did they make him such a nut case? The real boss man was nothing like this bumbling idiot. The Toughest in the Universe couldn't make sense of a damn thing he was saying. He spewed out shit that nobody could understand. The ground was rocked again. His blue eyes noticed the explosion outside that were followed by screams. "The real Gatz ain't like this. You gonna make something make it right." His thunderous voice growled because he was mad. He bearded jaw clenched because he had high standards for the boss man and the fact that a human shield was used was a slap to the fucking face. He kicked punks' asses for slapping him in the face too. Whatever chicks he was talking about, the Toughest in the Universe got mad to the point his body was glowing red. ![]() He sprinted out of the bar and leaped into the air. A flame burst around the Toughest in the Universe as he was prepared to send a hammering fist down at the punk ass who thought he could take his boss man's name and spit on it. WC: 366 TWC: 10,134 Edited by Paul Phoenix, Dec 3 2014, 11:05 AM.
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