(From my old Profile: Kiritodude1)
[Spin-off from Lover's Lane]
Joseph, after the disband of the Wild Fury Rangers, was starting to have a normal life. Well, as normal as it can be with having powers given to you from an explosion. That was until a...
The sounds of my screaming were ceaseless as the excruciating pain rose in tremendous lengths. The feeling of being sucked dry of my dark matter was eminent yet continuous. My body could only shift from side to side hopelessly, trying to escape the pain the machine brought me. But one look at Shaokan and you could see it all. He was getting satisfaction from this. My pain was his pleasure. And that damning grin simply proves it. And all the while the machine shot a crimson beam towards the wall, practically shaking the foundation of the building as we know it before the sight Shaokan was looking for had made itself known. A small portal steadily formed in front of me, only growing its size the more dark matter it took from me. And as it increased in size, Shaokan simply raised his hand, an magma orange colored pentagram forming just a few inches from his palm. Doing this caused the portal to create cryptic symbols at the edge of the portal, ones that to the naked eye seemed like nothing more than gibberish.
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I could feel my body begin grow limp, as most of my powers were practically depleted. And once Shaokan finished planting the symbols down he simply walked closer towards me.
"I suppose I should thank you for your services"
He spoke, grabbing a hold of my jaw, his touch slightly burning my skin. I simply squinted my eyes, feeling extremely weak and nearly empty. However with what little strength I had, I simply spat on his face, slowly shifting his arrogant smirk into a frown. This caused me to weakly smile. "Heh. . . . Guess I wiped that. . . . Smile off that ugly face of yours," I said, still feeling the pain as the machine only continued it's purpose.
"I was thinking of making this quick and painless for you, but now-,"
Shaokan spoke, raising his freed hand as his sharpen magmatized claws increased in length.
"I'll simply take my precious time skinning you, piece by-,"
The demon continued when the sounds of an explosion made itself known from one side of the room, creating a large hole that released large amounts of dust and smoke, likely due to the lack of human contact this facilities had. The smoke practically covered whoever was on the other side, handing the opportunity for a incursion, just as a bright beam of energy shot through the smoke, hitting the machine that created the portal. The shot disrupted the machinery, severely damaging it as it exploded into pieces, becoming practically useless as my pain had finally ended. This however didn't cause the portal to collapse in on itself, leaving me to believe it must've been Shaokan's doing. The blast itself caused the smoke to clear out, revealing a silhouette with a suit I recognized, leaving me to faintly smile at the sight of it.
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