Fan Fiction / Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Can't make me cry. ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
If there's one thing I'm good at, it's running for my life. And running I am!
That didn't make any sense, but nether does a guy who has a large sword and/or large cannons naturally coming out of their bodies and attacking me. However I'm dodging those attacks is a miracle, or Deus Ex Machina, ether way. This thing on my arm is really no help, I can't figure out how to make this thing fire or power punch or fly or whatever it's suppose to do. I dodge below a ball of energy that came from one of these freaks, the thing exploded a SUV that was in somebody's yard. Making my way through between houses and jumping over trash cans I wonder why no one was coming out to see the war zone they call a front yard.
"I think I got it!" I said as I felt the cannon thing on my arm start to warm up, turning and facing the men in combat uniforms and with mutated body parts. I aimed the arm cannon at them and I heard a soft hum coming from within, the men dressed in the combat uniforms were a little scared now. "This the end" I said, there was a click and then the hum faded away and a small wisp of smoke came out of the barrel. The men chuckle and I manage to keep the smile even though I was screwed.
Where's that sweet god of the machine when you need it? I thought as I kept the cannon trained on them, they were aiming their cannons on me.
This was the end.
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I dropped the cannon stance and remembered the hunting knife, which I had strapped to my leg. They must have known I was going for a weapon because one of them ran forward and kicked my face, and let me tell you a steel tipped army boot being thrusted into one's nose is not a feeling.
I went scurting away from them and landed in a pile of garbage bags, one of the soldiers fired a shot that missed me but blew up the wall behind me. I was thrown from the epicenter and against a brick wall, from there I would have landed on my back if it weren't for someone kicking me in the side and sending me some feet away. I got my breath back and I manage to stand up.
"This kid's feisty" one of the soldiers said, "it's been a while since we had this much fun."
"Well then prepare to have your head to explode like balloons from this fun" I said, I was using the remaining of the walls to support myself.
"You gotta work on that material" another soldier said, "it stinks."
That did it, I sneered as I raised the cannon arm. The thing got hellishly hot but somehow it didn't bother me, what did was the shot.
I was expecting a burst like the one that destroyed the wall behind me, not the incineration beam that turned all of the soldiers into piles of smoldering burnt flesh and cause the two buildings I stood between to crumble a bit. After I regain some sense I rushed out into the opening to see if anyone was hurt, I was very creeped out to find even though there was a war going on and there was a beam that carved a shallow ditch across a paved road and destroyed a department store there was no one out.
I guess whoever this organization is they own this town, and I was a sitting duck as long as I'm here. My cannon arm changed back to normal and I started for any way to get out of this town.
One thought was going though my mind though, while I try to act normal when I finally found people pretending like nothing was wrong and making my way to the city limits it kept crossing my thoughts.
I wonder what the other are doing?
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Khan "Khannie" Supansasopn Jr. haven't learn of Bobby's disappearance or the football camp, she was kind of busy helping the new neighbor move into the house across the street. Khan kind of like this new neighbor, because the daughter is a about Khannie's age and slightly shorter, she has medium length blond hair brown eyes that were hidden behind a pair of wire frame glasses.
"Hi, my name's Alice Tulgey.".
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Joseph Dribble was with his father scoping out some strange activity being notice by the members of the Skywalker's paranormal BBS. And from the billowing black smoke rasing in the south it was clear that something was going on, Dale silently wave Joseph to the Bugawaido. They are going to see what was going down here.
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I was tired, hungry and, to be honest, slightly scared, it was some time after the sun went down and I was pass the city limit a while back. Every time I notice a car coming I would hide behind a tree and kept an eye out, no way in hell am I going to be caught again. I was very tired, I was kind of disoriented and headed down a scraggly dirt road that had patches of weeds and grass going here and there, about half way down the road I saw the white truck go by the dirt road. Then mustn't have seen me or else I would have been surrounded, I guess going down this road was a good idea.
I was about to collapse when I reach the end when I saw the building that was here, I was wide eyed to see what it was. It isn't no farm house, that's for sure.
Two stories high and very, very large was this place was. Too bad there was windows broken, paint peeling off the sides, plants over growing all over the place. But all in all it seems stable enough for a night's rest, which is something I need badly. At the door I saw that this place had a pad lock on it, I shrugged and changed my arm, I want to see how strong I am with this thing. Placing the lock firmly between my thumb and forefinger I actually crushed it.
"Not bad, is it?"
I heard a voice and turn around to get a boot to the chest, I landed against the wall hard and another kick came to that manage to throw me out into the open area.
What is it with these guys and the stinking kicks?
I some how manage to stand up while placing my hands onto my knees for support, the guy was standing on top of what's left of the porch with his arms crossed and smiling like a cheshrine cat. As a matter of fact his face was that of a humanoid cat with purple hair and deep orange eyes, he was dressed like those wantabe-rappers at school, there was a metal head band he kept around his neck that said "Die free". I fully stood up and he jumped down to the ground, I saw he has metal, clawed hands.
"I bet you can be one of the top brass with some training and experience" he said, "but first....."
I felt myself being lifted off the ground and kind of floating in the air, he nailed me again. But at least I manage to block it with my cannon arm, I was damn angry with these kicks and being thrown around. My hand shot out and I grasped the boy's arm and squeezed it, I felt and heard metal wrenching under my grip. When I landed I arched my arm up and lifted him up, I could see he was pretty stun by my actions. I think I stunned him further by throwing him away from me, but I knew fate would drop the hammer and nail me in the stones because this kid manage to land on his feet and dug his good arm into the ground and skidded a few feet. I ready the cannon, and I waited for another attack.
None came.
Instead he was laughing, at first he was hunched over still in his position he used to stop the toss, then he was upright laughing hard.
"You will be a worthy foe, Bobby" and with those words he disappeared into the wood, I was very tired and sulked into the house. There was no one here so I took the master bed, which was surprisingly intact, and passed out.
