Kenny reached the area where the rest of the crew was camping out. Jett and Nova were not far behind him, they nearly ran straight into him, he was standing looking at the group, "the Dark Legion's here!" He exclaimed.
Panic ensued after this statement, the crew of the Primary Saviors shuffled around, most of them were nearly half asleep gathering their supplies for a fight. They ran around like chickens with no heads for a little while picking up weapons dropping them picking up different weapons. Being half asleep but also attempting to search for their proper weapons that they always used in battles, Kenny glanced over his shoulder and to his horror he saw the shadows closing in, "prepare for battle!" He hollered, gripping a knife off his belt.
Shadows lunged at houses, easily tearing them apart. The group stood, ready for battle, Kenny stood at the front of them, some of the members were still dazed and confused after being rudely awoken.
The shadows seeing them, slowly stalked towards them, a humanoid figure appeared at the head of the group, "your leader is dead!" The person shouted, "we will not kill you, but if you resist us. We will hurt you. Come join me!"
"We will never join you!" Kenny shouted at the person, "who even are you?!"
"I have returned from the dead, the forgotten brother! Koda. Koda Constantine! That's my fucking name! The universe will remember it as the man who brought peace and universal balance to the entire bloody universe!" He shouted, pointing with his hand at Kenny, "I command the Dark Legion now! I command it to attack."
The shadows leapt forwards and the man disappeared, a gunshot rang out and the sound of a gun ejecting the bullet, the shadow that the bullet hit was dispersed. Kenny looked around and saw Jett laying on the ground, propping the sniper rifle on the ground. Kenny took a step towards the danger, "we fight until our last breath!" He shouted at the ground.
Lightning struck the ground, above them a dark cloud lingered. Kenny looked around and threw the knife he was holding. It exploded on impact into a ball of light. Astrid passed him her sword, being still injured and unable to heal herself, she would be on the sidelines so to speak, waiting for one of the members to be injured. The group fought, "I'll lead some of them away!" He shouted.
"Kenny, be careful!" Jett exclaimed as he took off running, a couple of the shadows gave into the chase.
Lightning crashed around them creating bright flashes as light, the shadows stayed back, Nova's arms were raised, she was controlling the lightning, "fall back!" Jett shouted, taking a couple steps back, some of the group members took steps away from the cashing lightning.
"Where do we go?!" Brody cried, he pulled his machete out of its sheath that was strapped to his back.
"I don't know!" Jett was blindly shooting through the flashes of light, she pulled the trigger and her hand went to the reload mechanism, she pulled on it, hard. The shell of the bullet flew out with a clang, she was still in front of the fleeing members, "make for the woods!" She cried, glancing over her shoulder and putting her eye back to the scope.
The light was blinding, she couldn't make out any shapes, she waited for the proper opportunity to fire, she saw a figure appear and disappear then again, appear and disappear, he's playing with you. Her mind told her, she pulled the reloader back, gripping the bullet after taking it out of the shell, this only worked twice. Out of the hundreds of times she'd tried this stunt, it only ever worked twice. The odds weren't in her favor, she closed her eyes.
Immediately cold began to nip at her fingers, she opened her eyes and saw a thin layer of ice on the outside of the bullet, come on, don't fail me now. She put the bullet in the shell and put it in the reload mechanism. It required a lot more strength to push it forwards than usual. She placed her eye on the scope, please, do it for me. Please work. Gods, please help me. She thought the prayer and shut her eyes, the only thing she could hear was her breathing. It was heavy. She pulled the trigger, bang.
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The Spark of an Angel
FantasyPatrick Constantine is a survivor. After finding himself drowning in a car something remarkable happens and it isn't like anything he's seen in this world after seeing something that he thought shouldn't. He awakens on the shore of a beach dazed and...
