06-06-2015, 06:40 PM
This was always my game, bitch.
The words reverberated in his ears as he walked through the woods. This was her game, but she ran like she did. The Emerald Fiend grinned and let out a long slow growl that erupted into laughter. "BITCH? I'll show you a bitch soon. I promise you! But no... This is my game! THIS IS MY GAME!!"
The Emerald Warrior's voice boomed out into the clear air. His roar was a declamation for all to know he was still there. The Horsemen strived on. He heard the call about a special item. Easter Egg they called it.
He remembered back to his past; When Easter Eggs were incorporated to make sure more action was involved. He remembered the fusion of the Android and the Saiyan. He had barely escaped it alive. Tapion had betrayed him. They had just got a kill, but in the first Easter Egg, He had to go alone. Against a fusion of two stronger then him. One of them was Android 18... The poster board child of the new Abyss.
She was a Grand Champion only after losing her memory and getting it back.The Emerald Fiend had lost his memory and might never get it all back. The manikin cursed under his breath and let out a long growl. He was frustrated and and angry. The Emerald Warrior shook his head trying to shake his head in anger.
He heard the call for the Easter Egg, and he knew. He knew he was ment to be there. The Abyss told him. He told himself. He would find some relief there at the new crate's spot. He would make them understand that he wasn't dead. He would kill anyone that got in his way that got between Jack Frost's trophy and anyone that got in his path.
------------
The rogue let out a grin. Respect me. Realize I am here. Let me show you where you fucked up He pressed the trigger and sent a missile flying. He had met the golden boy on the mountain and after a few words, they agreed to trade. He had traded two items for a single one. It looked painful and the renegade knew he would be the only to handle it. It was as if his instincts had the foresight of what was to come. When the green warrior took it, he knew he had signed Jack's fate.
Subconsciously he knew what it meant. He had laid out the plan for this....
How though? Was it that important to betray a friend? Was it his style to be that dominant predator that cared about no one other then himself? Could he truly take that painful object and set the wheels in motion that would bring him to this path?
The Emerald Warrior did it. He had traded value for value and subconsciously set his own comrade to fall. He had intended to let Jack survive, but he needed his best friend to die. He needed Jack Frost to die, before he could think about using the crimson helm. It was easy to split in to two but it was obvious it wouldn't be able to be taken off. The spikes inside would make sure he would know pain...
"Jack..."The rogue called out to the vast nothing. "I'm sorry. I promised you a lot, my friend. I tried to make sure you reached the top twenty. and I failed. It's my fault you felt the pain you had to felt. You were too good for this type of thing. I forced your hand and I robbed your innocence. Just as easy as I took the other lives. I am guilty for being that dark source you came to help me with. I am sorry that it was the death of you. I miss you and I need your help though. I want to make sure you are known and that you are not without notice. Believe in Me, and I will make sure everyone knows that Jack Frost was here...."
----------
Retane was dying. No one would ever touch Jack's trophy. Only a Horsemen chose how he died. He had again chose to help the golden warrior he had done it at a range. That red haired bitch however...
The namekian laid there.. His chest was collapsed and he was dying. He looked at the crimson artefact and shook his head. For a moment it was too painfull to thing about. But he had to live on. He wasn't done killing.
He grimaced as he looked at the spikes inside but he let out a low growl as he snapped. He laughed for a few moments realizing he could escape death, just by accepting the darkness. He had to accept that it was his fault. He had to accept his own guilt.
"Show me what he felt. Show me his thoughts. Let me carry the weight of his pain on my shoulders. Let me make sure they learn that Jack Frost was here and not a sidekick...."
Pitch Black isn't he Boogey Man.... I am...
The words reverberated in his ears as he walked through the woods. This was her game, but she ran like she did. The Emerald Fiend grinned and let out a long slow growl that erupted into laughter. "BITCH? I'll show you a bitch soon. I promise you! But no... This is my game! THIS IS MY GAME!!"
The Emerald Warrior's voice boomed out into the clear air. His roar was a declamation for all to know he was still there. The Horsemen strived on. He heard the call about a special item. Easter Egg they called it.
He remembered back to his past; When Easter Eggs were incorporated to make sure more action was involved. He remembered the fusion of the Android and the Saiyan. He had barely escaped it alive. Tapion had betrayed him. They had just got a kill, but in the first Easter Egg, He had to go alone. Against a fusion of two stronger then him. One of them was Android 18... The poster board child of the new Abyss.
She was a Grand Champion only after losing her memory and getting it back.The Emerald Fiend had lost his memory and might never get it all back. The manikin cursed under his breath and let out a long growl. He was frustrated and and angry. The Emerald Warrior shook his head trying to shake his head in anger.
He heard the call for the Easter Egg, and he knew. He knew he was ment to be there. The Abyss told him. He told himself. He would find some relief there at the new crate's spot. He would make them understand that he wasn't dead. He would kill anyone that got in his way that got between Jack Frost's trophy and anyone that got in his path.
------------
The rogue let out a grin. Respect me. Realize I am here. Let me show you where you fucked up He pressed the trigger and sent a missile flying. He had met the golden boy on the mountain and after a few words, they agreed to trade. He had traded two items for a single one. It looked painful and the renegade knew he would be the only to handle it. It was as if his instincts had the foresight of what was to come. When the green warrior took it, he knew he had signed Jack's fate.
Subconsciously he knew what it meant. He had laid out the plan for this....
How though? Was it that important to betray a friend? Was it his style to be that dominant predator that cared about no one other then himself? Could he truly take that painful object and set the wheels in motion that would bring him to this path?
The Emerald Warrior did it. He had traded value for value and subconsciously set his own comrade to fall. He had intended to let Jack survive, but he needed his best friend to die. He needed Jack Frost to die, before he could think about using the crimson helm. It was easy to split in to two but it was obvious it wouldn't be able to be taken off. The spikes inside would make sure he would know pain...
"Jack..."The rogue called out to the vast nothing. "I'm sorry. I promised you a lot, my friend. I tried to make sure you reached the top twenty. and I failed. It's my fault you felt the pain you had to felt. You were too good for this type of thing. I forced your hand and I robbed your innocence. Just as easy as I took the other lives. I am guilty for being that dark source you came to help me with. I am sorry that it was the death of you. I miss you and I need your help though. I want to make sure you are known and that you are not without notice. Believe in Me, and I will make sure everyone knows that Jack Frost was here...."
----------
Retane was dying. No one would ever touch Jack's trophy. Only a Horsemen chose how he died. He had again chose to help the golden warrior he had done it at a range. That red haired bitch however...
The namekian laid there.. His chest was collapsed and he was dying. He looked at the crimson artefact and shook his head. For a moment it was too painfull to thing about. But he had to live on. He wasn't done killing.
He grimaced as he looked at the spikes inside but he let out a low growl as he snapped. He laughed for a few moments realizing he could escape death, just by accepting the darkness. He had to accept that it was his fault. He had to accept his own guilt.
"Show me what he felt. Show me his thoughts. Let me carry the weight of his pain on my shoulders. Let me make sure they learn that Jack Frost was here and not a sidekick...."
Pitch Black isn't he Boogey Man.... I am...
![[Image: hchh.png]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/Enroshia/hchh.png)
I refuse to lose this battle,
Let whatever come my way.
I am stronger then my rival,
No, I will not fall today...
Let whatever come my way.
I am stronger then my rival,
No, I will not fall today...