by The Kingpin » Fri Apr 24, 2009 11:27 pm
Ben ran wildly through the alleyways, having thrown safety to the wind, trying desperately to escape the monster that now pursued him. he slammed his way through a doorway and out the front of a shop, nearly getting caught by a zombie that was feeding off a corpse near the counter. the man jumped over the hood of a car, staring back behind him fearfully. he couldn't die like this. not like this. not at the hands of such a beast. the deep, gravelly, throaty roar of the creature, hearable from a considerable distance, only scaring him further. the man tripped over a bike on the ground and fell face first, hitting the ground and skidding to a hault with his face to the floor, a gash being ripped into his chin from a particularly sharp stone.
Ben wasted no time, scrambling to his feet, tears in his eyes from both pain and fear of death. he dashed into a side alley and jumped over a fallen part of fire escape stairway, going around a wrecked SUV as he prayed for mercy, for salvation, for sanctuary from the horrible beast. he spotted a small restaurant, the idea of hiding in the kitchen, under a stove or in a freezer, coming to mind. he charged towards it, thinking he may still have a chance at escaping his grizzly fate...
A loud thump was the next thing he heard, his blood running cold and his face going paper pale as his greatest fear, his most horrible nightmare, was realised, the black coated beast rising to it's full height, a rumbling roar resonating powerfully from it's throat as it stretched it's arms to it's side. he wasn't going to make it. he skidded to a halt, turning around wildly and rushing for the nearest route from the area. a low growl came from the beast as it grabbed ahold of his arm, dragging him back before grabbing him by the shirt and lifting him off his feet, the gargantuan brute raising him to eye level. a low snarl came from it as it stared into his fearful eyes, the man looking away, tears rolling freely as he struggled madly to get free, the beast's grip making the chance of it impossible. as Ben looked away, not wanting to see the horrible face of death itself, a tendril tore through his chest, impaling the heart, a pained gasp coming from the man as the beast then threw him aside like a ragdoll, his hood falling over his head, the beast letting off a roar before walking away with heavy thumps as the world around the man began to darken...his life fading away before his eyes, all his memories, his happiness, his sorrow, all flashing by in his mind. the first time he played baseball with his father, the day his brother taught him how to shoot, the day he met his best friend Jose [where was he now anyway? roaming the streets as some undead monster? feeding those monsters? did he escape? did he find shelter? was he safe?]. all of it seemed to flash by in an instant as his world was plunged into darkness, the virus injected in him already effecting him, rapid itchiness and painful thirst and hunger beginning to take hold of him as he slipped further into unconsciousness, destined to turn him into some abomination. thus was the fate of all who met the beast. of all who met the Nemesis...
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The Kingpin on Sun Jun 07, 2009 9:42 pm, edited 2 times in total.
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG