S.D.E?
S?
D?
E?
We will soon find out...
Innocent: Pretty scary if we all got drafted to that bloody war that's going on right now
Both Cire and Rose shrugged it off
Innocent: Legit guys
Cire: We're too young man, it doesn't really matter right now
Rose: Cire has a good point Innocent
Innocent: Eh nevermind...
Cire: Exactly
Innocent: Yea yea
Cire: Since we have nothing to do how about you show us your little toy gun collection Innocent?
Innocent: it's called an arsenal you fucking bitch *clearly pissed off*
Cire: Alright then
Rose: Stop fighting you two...let's just get this over with...
The group heads over to Innocents small shed which hold his arsenal.
Innocent: This is here is the m1903 Springfield..... Isn't it beautiful?
This bastard is literally showing it off like a relic
Cire: What about the ones with knives ?
Rose: Bayonets Cire....
Cire: Bayonet?
Innocent: Yes Cire a fucking bayonet, dumbass
Rose looks around
Rose: How did you get all of this ?
Innocent: Families passing it out through the generations you know...
Cire: You could have collected swords or hatchets but look where we are...
Innocent: Lunatic mother fucker
Cire: How?
Rose: Quit it already
Cire: You want to keep fucking with me mother fucker? Fuck you.
Innocent: Alright then if that's how you want to be-
Cire swings his right arm towards Innocent's face
Innocent and Cire fist fight each other, causing the both of them to receive bloody noses , Innocent also gets a mild injury to his left eye. Cire cuts Innocent with a broken piece of glass as in the same time stuck in a chokehold from Innocent.
Interesting
Innocent: Try that again mother fucker
Cire: With pleasure!
Rose: stop it you two!
We jump to the year 1940,December 24
Nowell: Pass those drinks Katie!
Katie: No problem sir!
Trinor: Celebration eh?
Nightmare: ...
Nowell: A small one but we definitely need the drinks
Katie: Are you thirsty Nightmare?
Nightmare grabs the alcohol
Katie: Trinor ?
Trinor: Sure I guess...
Trinor grabs the alcohol
YOU ARE READING
Eternal Carnage
ActionYou are nothing compared to the universe, the human is as short as a blade. The blade of a warrior always has an end, just as the human race. The symbol and your meaning has evolved when you start to make sense in what world we live in.
