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Overkill? Nah

The duo awoke, back upon the roof feeling fuller. The zombie like beings were starting to gather below them, "So, feel any different Cyrus?" "Yeah, i feel like a whole new world of possibilities has opened up to me" Cyrus jumped off of the roof with near super human strength and punched a zombie in the face, smashing its face in.

"Show off" Sam mumbled, before lifting the wood chips from the ground of the park and embedding them in another zombies head before adding a fuck yeah and sliding off the roof and then the slide as Cyrus made a haymaker punch at the head of one zombie, decapitating it and sending the head plummeting at the zombie next to it, instantly taking them out for count. Sam yanked a heavy (but loose) branch from a nearby tree and crushed a few more zombies. "CYRUS, WE ARE AMMMAZING" Sam declared telekineticlly tearing a zombies arm off and beating in its head with it while Cyrus replied with a battle cry and shoved his fist through another's heart.

A small group was able to get behind Cyrus, promoting a fuck you to be yelled by Sam as he hurled wood chips into their eyes, effectively blinding then. Cyrus spun around with a round house kick, knocking them all onto the ground in time for Sam to hurl the heavy branch onto them, causing them to cease.

Morr fight shit

With all of the zombie like beings taken care of the corporeal vessel of the goddess of life now known as Megan appeared, just ti see the duo collapse into a heap of now once again dead bodies. Her bosom heaved in dissatisfaction as she sighed, a frayed but almost proud smile snaking its way onto her face regarding her 'idiot champions'. She hoisted them upon her shoulders fireman style with ease.

She carried them to BLANK and laid them down upon BLANK, and when the duo awoke she handed Cyrus a bottle of pain killers and Sam a pack of energy drinks before sitting down on BLANK. "Okay, so you numbskulls decided to go all out, congrats you passed out before you could kill yourselves but after you took out the hoard, so I guess your also lucky" she sighed again before turning to Cyrus, "Now, your powers work by BLAAANK, and as such you'll probably need those after pushing yourself that hard, and Sam, you'll need energy, a quick fix will be energy drinks and caffeine to trick your body into thinking it has more energy then it really does, but eating more is also a decent solution." the due hastily thanked the goddess before Cyrus popped what he assumed was the recommended amount for someone in his situation while Sam popped the lid of the can and rapidly chugged its contents before turning the goddess once more, "If this is the quick fix, why didn't you get me food since there doesn't seem to be any immediate danger... unless we are about to be swarmed." "No you numbskull, there just wasn't anything else in your fridge and there was no way I was going shopping for you two"

Sam nodded to the comment in a way that probably indicated understanding before moving forward with another train of thought that needed voicing, leaning forward in the chair in a professional manor "So what now? I'm sure that there's more to being the champion of a goddess then cool powers" the goddess Megan lightly smiled, "yes, yes there is more then just powers and normally I would have the time to properly vet you into all of your duties and such but simply there is no time. I can't even properly train you in your gifts, all I can do with the time that we have is start you off on some quests. Now these quests will serve to provide you with training, things that you need and to aid in the betterment of our goals... any questions?" Sam raised his hand hesitantly, "Yes?" "well, will Cyrus be okay?" Sam asked worriedly in reference to the seemingly passed out Cyrus, before Megan leaned over to picked up the pill bottle and tossed it to Sam, who tried to catch the bottle telekinetically but didn't have time to properly react, moving it only slightly off course and still got hit in the face. The pill bottle was labeled PM, "Your friend Cyrus is fine, he took a few too many and passed out near the end of what I was saying, but he has not over dosed."

Sam nodded relived, "Okay, if that's the case why us, why did you choose us to be your champions?" the goddess actually looked like she was pondering the question for a good moment before answering, "I didn't per say." Sam looked utterly shocked by this statement as surely a goddess must be able to chose her own champions. But before he was able to voice his shock and confusion Megan interjected sternly, "It is the will of mine and the will of the other goddesses and gods that you know not why you were chosen, only that you were"

He opened and subsequently closed his mouth a few times while staring intently at the floor as if to uncover the secrets woven into the fabrics of the rug. When he returned his gaze to her his face was still slightly contorted in confusion and disbelief, but his eyes swum with wonder, "Wait you said start us on quests as if they were going to happen soon, what will be our first quest Megan, I mean oh Magnificent, the goddess of life, twin to the god of death Steve what will be my-our first quest?" he said, putting extra emphasis on the respect he put into saying her title. Megan quietly chuckled at this, "Well simply we don't want you to be infected, and since these creatures spread on their curse by expelling spores we need to get you some breathing gear. Now I would much rather you be able to get body armor first... but you just barely made it through that fight without any spores being expelled due to what can only be described as an unholy amount of luck." The goddess conjured a map of the city seemingly out of ethereal matter, the spread of infected people shown on the map as purple specs, or at least the larger clusters of them were. She showed him a path by which they could take to get to one of the sports stores located throughout the college town that oddly enough had military grade breathing apparatuses with minimal encounters with the infected and other possible agents of Chaos