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| Enharish | Dec 30 2006, 07:21 AM Post #1 |
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As Enharish continued his stride through the thick underbrush of the forest, he was constantly aware that he was being followed. The thing was, he did not give a shit. This continued on for about two days. Half way through the second day, it finally accurd to him that he might want to turn around, guns out, to take a look at the threat that had been following him. What he saw when he turned made him instantly teleport with both guns pointing: a werewolf. Being that the rain had not died down at all during The Watchers wooded adventure, his special teleport transported him somewhere, well, special. Roughly 20 miles to the north of where Enharish teleported from, is a larg clearing in the forest. In the oddly sunny clearing is a small camp of about ten Fanatics. These people where currently going about tearing down their camp so that they could move on toward a city not very far to the west of their current location. This is the spot that Enhaish teleported to, with both guns still pointing. It did not take the Fanatics very long at all to see him. And a split second after that, they saw his guns. "Oh f*ck," Enharish whispered under his breath as the first Fanatic came after him with a sword drawn. "Dumb move." Enharish shot him right between the eyes. The next one came up behind him and swung. The man was moving silintly, but Enharish still heard his worried breathing, even with his ears ringing from the gun shot. With a backflip, he ended up behind his assalint and replaced Brimestone with Rigard in mid air, slashing the man in the back. The Fanatic fell with blood gushing from the wound. Two more rushed Enharish, no longer worried about being silint and stealthy. The first swung his sword at The Watcher, only to have it blocked and a bullet put under his chin. As the next was swinging his sword, now behind Enharish, he got kicked in the gut. He sagged to the ground, and was promptly beheaded with a powerful half bodied turn swing. This left six more Fanatics to deal with. Four of which decided the wise decision would be to run as far away as possible. Unfortunatly for them, the gun was a Glock, so four shots where fired in the matter of a secound, with four more bodies added to the kill count. The last two would be more difficult. The first of them also had a Glock. But, this man was not very well off in firing a hand gun, so it was only one shot every five secounds. That was plenty of time for Enharish to catch the first bullet with the grove in the blade of his sword, swing around, and fling the bullet straight back at the 'gunman.' Now, the last one had an M16. Enharish knew what to do. The woman begane to fire the gun, and Enharish rolled under the hail of lead, grabbing the sand that was used to put out the campfire, and threw it at the gun when it needed to be reloaded. This caused the gun to jam, and Enharish fell apon the woman with a speed unlike any she had ever seen. The Watcher moved in with an open palmed attack to her chest, sending her flying, dropping the gun and any hope of survivle in the process. When he walked over to her, he knelt down, and asked her where they had intended on going. She quickly told him the location of the city, Old New York. He thanked her, putting a cigarette into his mouth and lighting it. He started to walk in the direction that she told him to go, when he heard her cock the Glock of her fallen comrade. Enharish's speed in turning and ducking was almost unhuman. This girl knew her stuff. Two shots went right over The Watcher's head, but his shot found its mark right in the nap of her neck, nearly decapitating the poor girl. This would mark the first woman that Enharish had ever had to kill. Saddly though, it would be far from the last. |
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| Enharish | Feb 8 2007, 05:01 PM Post #2 |
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One eye green, the other missing. The wolf just stared at the Watcher, waiting for him to make the move. Enharish knew better, but was very paranoid about the simple fact that the eye the wolf was missing was its right eye, the same eye of his that did not really belong to him. Must just be a coincidence, he thought. Then the wolf did the most remarkable thing Enharish had ever seen, the wolf spoke. But that is not what was so unnerving to the Watcher, it was the fact that the wolf forsaken me and who I am?" ing: "Why have you forsaken me and who I am?" Enharish woke with a jump, sweating. Just a dream, just a dream. |
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