Monstercat: The Origins [ABANDONED]

SCNDL - The Munsta

Muzzy was flung across a cave, and smacked into the wall. He quickly picked himself back up. A tall black furry shape was between him, the door, and also the exit of the cave. "Alright, a Munsta. Great. Fantastic. This is the worst day ever, after a lot of other days that were technically worse." The Munsta swung at him, and Muzzy dove to the right to avoid the blow. If he could get the door and open it again, there would be more than enough backup to help him.

Alternatively, the Munsta would probably bring the cave down with its' wild swings before they could get out of here. Either way, things were not looking good for him. Muzzy's main weapons were his grenades, which were a fair bit more destructive, and would probably kill him once the cave collapsed.

Fortunately, the only real advantage the Munsta had was size and brute strength. Muzzy dodged a second swing. He had considered lobbing a grenade down its' throat, and hoping that the resulting explosion would not cause the cave to collapse, but it was a long shot. Muzzy decided to only use it as a last ditch option.

An idea hit him. Muzzy picked a grenade out of his pack and primed it. "Hey stupid!" The Munsta whirled on him. "Fetch!" The big furry animal watched the explosive sail out of the cave, and then chased after it. A dull explosion followed. Muzzy wiped some of the dust and sweat off his forehead, and proceeded to pry open the door. Several bodies piled on top of him. Droptek picked him up. "Oh, man I am glad you are alive." Muzzy smirked. "Takes more then a big dumb furry to kill me!"

"Cut it, you two." Monstercat walked past them. "We've got a few friends along for the ride, and now that we're safely here, we might as well tell them what happened." Alex Odden raised an eyebrow. "So basically, we just tell them that we're fighting an unkillable entity(its behind you) made of souls filled with pure hatred that cannot be killed. Sounds nice"

Monstercat glared, or did the eyeless equivalent of a glare. " You know the prophecy Alex." "Yeah, but it could take place years from now! Who's to say that we're just another casualty in the long line of people that this thing has killed?" Mike Parsburg responded. "Nothing. The prophecy is unclear." A gentle breeze began to blow through the cave.

"But because of that uncertainty, there is still hope..."