"Hey Captain Ryder, do you have any music." I asked Ryder, who looked like he was waiting for someone to say that "I got a few CDs we could use."
"Sure, what's the worst that could happen."
"Let's go!" the pups exclaimed. I grabbed my Shinedown CD and put it in. I selected my favorite song. I pressed play, the exquisite surround sound booming, and the sweet sound of hard rock filled the area.
"What is this?" Skye asked, not noticing me humming the tune.
"Beast mode," I started singing, "everybody's striking a pose. Everybody's taxing my soul. They say it's all the rage, to never act your age. So whatcha gonna hit me with next? Darwin or a crucifix? So why you wanna do me like this? It's always so extreme, so what you really mean? Whe-"
"Okay that's enough." Ryder said, giving me the CD back. "I don't want my pups listening to ro-"
*pop "Darn it!" Rocky seethed, the sound of a wheel popping bringing him anger, "I'll have to repair it."
"Welp, I'm going to practice combat" I said, "Anyone care to join?"
Marshall raised his paw. Oh, this just got interesting. We walked out, the others following suit. We found an empty parking lot, perfect. He stood on one side, me on the other.
"Are you ready?" he asked. I gave no response. He asked it again, yet no response from me. He took a step forward.
"Welp, time to gain one more victory, take one more step forward to seal your fate, if not, run away" I said in a dark, demonic way. He stepped forward. I closed my eyes. "Time. For. You're. DEMISE!" I opened my eyes, one eye black, one eye with a red iris. I summoned black knives. They levitated in the air. I pointed my paw towards the Dalmatian. "Fire."
The knives launched at him, most of them making contact.
"They won't kill you; they are made of magic." I threw more knives, causing him to dodge them. He is a quick learner. I summoned a greatsword. I lifted it with ease. I swung, directly hitting him. I swung again, landing another hit. I swung a third time...
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The Darker Side of Life
AdventureIt takes a normal soul to live. It takes a powerful soul to be a hero. But what if you have an artificial soul? Meet Lucifer, a war machine in the form of a dog. A high-tech wolf dog, found in an incubation capsule by the SCP Foundation. They took h...