the storm of red ,and crimson... (DISCONTINUED)

storm 2

)( oi I spell Paul-pauul and pat- just Patrick  for ..Well..U know))

Ezekiel's pov:

Zeke:"some day I'll seeee you again~"
Zeke started to sing cheerfully as he searched threw rooms.

"Remember when we were friends!~"
he stopped at a storage containment room and put his hand on the scanner- it wouldn't budge.

"I'm sorry for what I diiiiiiddd!~"
  He took a step back and round-house kicked the door in, the metal door flew off its hinges and entered to room.

"I'll just dream that your here~"
He started to walk along the SCP item storage containments and stopped at a small blue toat and opened it.
" And we'll just! go,go,go,go,go, go on my hoverboard~" opening the toat  he looked at the items and slipped on a pair of black fingerless gloves with a checkerboard band finish and some colorful bracelets.

" No,no,no,no,no,no one ever felt this love before!~"

And then took out a small box of cigarettes,a red lighter,  some red goggles ,and some small metal pieces.

"Fly,fly,fly,fly,fly,fly away with me
Why,why,why,why,why are you make believe~"

He puts the goggles around his neck and the metal pieces in his ears ( earnings duh) they twitched having to get use to have something on his delicate ears. He looked back into the box and stopped singing,his face had a look of regret on it .
He reached in a pulled out a small metallic spider- like looking thing,it was covered in black liquid- blood.

" Never again..." He then threw it on the ground and stomped in into peices.zeke looked up from were he was " I'll be damned,Todd you really did a number on me ... Didn't you" Zeke rubbed the back of his neck and let out a painful sigh.

"Seven fucking years and you used me like this...To power YOUR FUCKING BASE!!"he picked up the storage box and threw it across the room.

" I SWEAR AS LONG AS THIS WAR GOES ON THERE WILL BE NO MERCY FOR YOUR DEATH!!" He commenced to start trashing the whole storage room" I WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE HELL" he picked up a container bigger than himself and threw it at a wall.

Teeth bearing,claws out,ears folded back,tail swishing at an alarming rate" I'm gonna ruin your life worse than it already is...I've got a new wish to grant...And with it...I'll fucking kill you.."

Zeke stormed( pun definitely intended)
Out of that room.it was quiet,cold,and...destroyed
He sat against a wall took out his pack of smokes and the red lighter.

He pulled out one and lit it, inhaling the smoke,feeling the nicotine burn his throat the sting ,the tingling sensation- quickly fucking stopped ,Zeke looked at the box and chuckled " of fucking course Pauul would give me fucking menthols" he inhaled again" sneaky cheep fuck... These are gross..."
He exhaled a cloud of smoke.

" Next time I see him I'm gonna punch him in the arm...heh heh"

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Storm Leaders pov:
Twelve minutes left...I hope he  keep his word if not I just embarrassed myself and gave up the only thing I had left of my home...

Ross lifted the radio to his mouth
SL:"TWELVE MINUTES PEOPLE WE GOTTA HUSSLE! EVERYONE OUT OF THE BUILDING  MARCHERS START WALKING THE PRISONERS .TAKE ALL THE WEAPON'S,CARS AND MOTORIZED BE VEHICLES AND EVERYTHING.REPORT TO TOUR TROOP AND HEAD OUT IM NOT LOSEING ANYMORE MEN TODAY!"
Eleven minutes
Hundreds of soldiers  of every creed,shape and color started quickly evacuating the area.
OK everything is running smoothly.sl took a deep breath
SL:" yup!, smells like communism.wouldnt you say Tamara?"