The blood trail leads up to a building twenty floors high, windows along the sides creating a mirror effect. "so were does he stay?" Atomic asked ready to rip the man's arms off. "hold on boy, you don't know how powerful this guy is." Atomic generates a sword shield and full suit of spartan armour, Nathaniel flinches at the sudden change. "just tell me i don't have all day." Nathaniel sighs closes his eyes "room twenty three, floor seven." Atomic nods his head while walking into the building.
Atomic: walking the stairs he doesn't for one second think this is a bad idea, he walks in with his golden armour feeling confident in his ability and if he were to die... that would still be better than doing nothing. stepping into Carters room he braces for the fight like a viper he coils his anger waiting for his time to strike. opening the door Carter springs from his chair as a frightened child would, grabs one marble and whips it at the boy coming toward him.
The explosion barely scorches the top layer of his shield protecting him from harm, "WHO THE HELL?!" Atomic throws his sword turning it into knives in mid air, piercing Carters chest, throat, and forehead. blood spills from each gash like a fountain. other heroes run in to the sound of the scream, Atomic turns materializing a spear into his right hand.
Atomic walks out of the building covered in blood, his armour vanishes right in front of Nathaniel, he sparks a smile at the thought of what just happened.
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The Tremor Troupe rough draft
ActionTHIS MIGHT BE A LITTLE MUCH FOR YOUNG READERS BUT NOT ENOUGH FOR MATURE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! after a terrible threat is defeated a new one rises will the world be able to handle it? there will be many factors to make this story enjoyable romance...
