Post by Lucy and Nyū on Jul 3, 2009 2:45:59 GMT -7
Dripping in blood I walked, from street to street, looks were upon me but I cared very little. They were insignificant, mere meat bags who one pull and tear of my vectors and they'd be but writhing upon the ground with a missing limb or two. That thought made my lips curve into a dangerous, killer smile, pink eyes glinted around as I debated on if I should kill or let them walk. When one bumped into another, that settled my mind on an answer, standing still on the spot. At once, the invisible vectors shot out, wrapping around one guys wrist before yanking, hand coming apart from his wrist, blood, and bits of flesh splattered in an arch, while bone snapped and crunched under the force of the vectors, hearing the cracking and snapping of bone made my grin, while the guy wasn't very happy with his hand being ripped from his body. It wasn't like he could do much, well, except maybe dance around trying to stop the bleeding, as he was doing right now.
Grinning coldly, I moved forwards, the screams coming from his mouth was music to my ears, the sounds of other people screaming at the scene, some avoiding the blood on the ground as they ran, trying get help or trying to get away from the scene. My vectors moved, aimed with my head as I grabbed his arm where the hand was missing, just above the elbow, hearing the bone snap and pull off, more blood splashed everywhere, some hitting my clothing and face, blinking to hopefully avoid any getting in my eyes, I kept at it, slowly ripping him limb by limb, making it as agonizing as possible. He choked and cried out, begging for death to stop the pain throughout his torn and ripped body, though I paid him no heed. Quickly dispatching him after enjoying his blood dripping like a crimson river, my vectors pulled his head, veins, flesh, blood and gristle spilling from the wound before I threw the head, the body slumped down, no longer living. At least it shut him up.
The police, boys and girls in blue, rushed towards me, some getting out of their cars with sirens blazing as they approached me, careful and cautious which I had to admire. Not that it would do any good. Walking past a place called Quake, which had been emptied after my little kill, I paused, scanning the area. Police had their weapons aimed, it wasn't them that had made me stop. Reflecting bullets that came my way with my vectors doubling as a shield, I frowned. There was a slight demon feel in the air, but whoever it belonged too, I didn't know, nor could I find it. One way to draw someone out is by elimination. One officer was torn in half by the vectors, guts and intestines spilling onto concrete, seeping into the half formed cracks, the rest were stunned into silence, tentatively holding onto their weapons and unsure on how to proceed. Another went down, head cracked like an egg, his brain rolling along the ground to rest by an officers foot, he looked as if he wanted to be sick. "Having fun yet?" I arched an eye, staring at them coldly with a murderous smirk on my face.
Grinning coldly, I moved forwards, the screams coming from his mouth was music to my ears, the sounds of other people screaming at the scene, some avoiding the blood on the ground as they ran, trying get help or trying to get away from the scene. My vectors moved, aimed with my head as I grabbed his arm where the hand was missing, just above the elbow, hearing the bone snap and pull off, more blood splashed everywhere, some hitting my clothing and face, blinking to hopefully avoid any getting in my eyes, I kept at it, slowly ripping him limb by limb, making it as agonizing as possible. He choked and cried out, begging for death to stop the pain throughout his torn and ripped body, though I paid him no heed. Quickly dispatching him after enjoying his blood dripping like a crimson river, my vectors pulled his head, veins, flesh, blood and gristle spilling from the wound before I threw the head, the body slumped down, no longer living. At least it shut him up.
The police, boys and girls in blue, rushed towards me, some getting out of their cars with sirens blazing as they approached me, careful and cautious which I had to admire. Not that it would do any good. Walking past a place called Quake, which had been emptied after my little kill, I paused, scanning the area. Police had their weapons aimed, it wasn't them that had made me stop. Reflecting bullets that came my way with my vectors doubling as a shield, I frowned. There was a slight demon feel in the air, but whoever it belonged too, I didn't know, nor could I find it. One way to draw someone out is by elimination. One officer was torn in half by the vectors, guts and intestines spilling onto concrete, seeping into the half formed cracks, the rest were stunned into silence, tentatively holding onto their weapons and unsure on how to proceed. Another went down, head cracked like an egg, his brain rolling along the ground to rest by an officers foot, he looked as if he wanted to be sick. "Having fun yet?" I arched an eye, staring at them coldly with a murderous smirk on my face.
