02-02-2016, 09:02 PM
The bar doors burst open, one falling off its hing and slid across the floor. A younger man, with long black hair and clothing that resembled a post apocalyptic cyber punk mashup, brought his leg down from a kicking motion. Smiling with a shit-eating grin he pointed at the old woman, "I thought I smelled something good! What gives?? How many times has my buddies and I come in here looking for some grub. Only to leave with nothing. We've torn the whole place to bits trying to find the lady that was meant to make us food!" He laughed after this and put his hands in his pockets, with a crooked posture he walked towards the woman and Eon. He pulled one of the chairs Eon had fixed out and straddled it. "And who da fuck is this? You ain't got the heart to make a meal for your own kind, but you'll cook for this baby faced Prime? What the fuck is that?" Sounding legitimately angry.
"You don't deserve a well cooked meal. You're a scumbag, who gets his kicks out of harming others. And you work with the ones that did this to our home..." The man grabbed her face by the cheeks after the last word and held a small knife to her eye.
"You shut your mouth, you ain't nothin but a drone on repeat. Can't make your own decision if you wanted to." He pushed her back and turned to Eon, looking at the food on his plate. "Hey asshole, gimme that." Reaching for it.
Eon took another bite, almost ignoring the man. The man didn't like this and grabbed at the plate. Eon slide the plate with his left hand and with his right slammed his fork into the man's hand, actually pinning him to the counter.
"GaaaAAHHHH!!! WHAT THE FUCK!" He grabbed the fork but it was lodged in pretty deep. Pulling his knife he swung at Eon's face.
This guy was just a punk, no skill whatsoever. Even Eon, not being extremely proficient in hand to hand, was quick enough to grab the man's hand and stopping it. He drew his black revolver in flash and slammed the grip into the fork again. As the man yelled he shoved the barrel into the man's mouth. Muffled cries came from the man. Eon turned and stared the man in the eyes, "Apologies, I thought you said you were hungry. So I filled your mouth. Go ahead swallow." The man's eyes almost bulged out of his head in fear as Eon pull the trigger.
"Sonny wait!" The old woman cried out as the hammer of the pistol hit, but nothing happened. The man's eyes closed tight slowly opened, scanning the room as if to see if he were in Heaven or Hell.
"Oops. Forgot to reload I guess." Eon pulled the gun out of the guy's mouth. The woman exhaled a breath of relief.
"You mother fucker... Do you have any idea how much shit you're in..." The man said shuddering. Eon twisted the man's arm, making him drop his knife. Then Eon pulled the plate of food over in front of himself.
Eon turned to the man pointing at the food, "You really do looked starved. You probably truly need this... to survive that is. Pitiful..." Eon held his hand over the plate of food and began extracting the Omnillium from it, deconstructing it. "Hmph... you hate Primes, everything about us. Yet you chose to torment and torture others of your kind." He looked over at the old woman and gave a solemn smile, the food vanished. "It really was delicious granny... pointless for me, much like your existence in the Omniverse." He reach toward his other revolver.
"Listen shit bag" The man raised his hand pointing at Eon, shaking. "I'm an informant for the Empire. You stupid fucking Prime. You're dead if you..." Eon shot the man through his hand into his shoulder, "ARRRRRGGHHH!"
"Going to be really hard to inform anybody of anything in a moment." He fired again in the mans leg. Another scream.
"Sonny! Please! You don't have to..." The old woman protested. Eon just smiled when he looked at her, and then a cold stare when he looked back at the man.
"I'm going to save you from this worthless existence. The constant need for destruction. It is self-destructive in it of it's self. Granny here, she does everything she can to continue on living a good life. You on the other hand constantly try to destroy what little she has left. You're a fly, one which will not be noticed if swatted..." Eon raised his gun.
"No wait! I promise I won't mess with the old lady anymore. Just let me go, I won't hurt nobody no more!" The man pleaded, Eon lowered the revolver slightly. A smile grew on the man's face.
"You know what. I actually believe you. You wont hurt anyone anymore." Eon fired a shot right into the man's head. The old woman fainted. Now, for the clean up. He drug the man behind the bar into the kitchen. Returned to the bar and focused on removing the blood stains by breaking apart the Omnillium in the blood. After a couple of minutes the blood was gone. He went back into the kitchen and started working on the man. He heard the sound of voices outside, asking about the shots fired. Knocking on door to door. "Granny, wake up. I might need you to cover for me for a little bit." Eon shook the old woman waking her.
"Why did you do that..." She said not really know whether to be grateful or upset.
"Listen, granny. That guy would have ended up doing to someone else what was done to you and your hubby." Eon crawled into the kitchen and granny stood shocked for a moment.
"Excuse me! Did you hear gunfire?" Two soldiers, clad in white armor, stood in the door.
"You don't deserve a well cooked meal. You're a scumbag, who gets his kicks out of harming others. And you work with the ones that did this to our home..." The man grabbed her face by the cheeks after the last word and held a small knife to her eye.
"You shut your mouth, you ain't nothin but a drone on repeat. Can't make your own decision if you wanted to." He pushed her back and turned to Eon, looking at the food on his plate. "Hey asshole, gimme that." Reaching for it.
Eon took another bite, almost ignoring the man. The man didn't like this and grabbed at the plate. Eon slide the plate with his left hand and with his right slammed his fork into the man's hand, actually pinning him to the counter.
"GaaaAAHHHH!!! WHAT THE FUCK!" He grabbed the fork but it was lodged in pretty deep. Pulling his knife he swung at Eon's face.
This guy was just a punk, no skill whatsoever. Even Eon, not being extremely proficient in hand to hand, was quick enough to grab the man's hand and stopping it. He drew his black revolver in flash and slammed the grip into the fork again. As the man yelled he shoved the barrel into the man's mouth. Muffled cries came from the man. Eon turned and stared the man in the eyes, "Apologies, I thought you said you were hungry. So I filled your mouth. Go ahead swallow." The man's eyes almost bulged out of his head in fear as Eon pull the trigger.
"Sonny wait!" The old woman cried out as the hammer of the pistol hit, but nothing happened. The man's eyes closed tight slowly opened, scanning the room as if to see if he were in Heaven or Hell.
"Oops. Forgot to reload I guess." Eon pulled the gun out of the guy's mouth. The woman exhaled a breath of relief.
"You mother fucker... Do you have any idea how much shit you're in..." The man said shuddering. Eon twisted the man's arm, making him drop his knife. Then Eon pulled the plate of food over in front of himself.
Eon turned to the man pointing at the food, "You really do looked starved. You probably truly need this... to survive that is. Pitiful..." Eon held his hand over the plate of food and began extracting the Omnillium from it, deconstructing it. "Hmph... you hate Primes, everything about us. Yet you chose to torment and torture others of your kind." He looked over at the old woman and gave a solemn smile, the food vanished. "It really was delicious granny... pointless for me, much like your existence in the Omniverse." He reach toward his other revolver.
"Listen shit bag" The man raised his hand pointing at Eon, shaking. "I'm an informant for the Empire. You stupid fucking Prime. You're dead if you..." Eon shot the man through his hand into his shoulder, "ARRRRRGGHHH!"
"Going to be really hard to inform anybody of anything in a moment." He fired again in the mans leg. Another scream.
"Sonny! Please! You don't have to..." The old woman protested. Eon just smiled when he looked at her, and then a cold stare when he looked back at the man.
"I'm going to save you from this worthless existence. The constant need for destruction. It is self-destructive in it of it's self. Granny here, she does everything she can to continue on living a good life. You on the other hand constantly try to destroy what little she has left. You're a fly, one which will not be noticed if swatted..." Eon raised his gun.
"No wait! I promise I won't mess with the old lady anymore. Just let me go, I won't hurt nobody no more!" The man pleaded, Eon lowered the revolver slightly. A smile grew on the man's face.
"You know what. I actually believe you. You wont hurt anyone anymore." Eon fired a shot right into the man's head. The old woman fainted. Now, for the clean up. He drug the man behind the bar into the kitchen. Returned to the bar and focused on removing the blood stains by breaking apart the Omnillium in the blood. After a couple of minutes the blood was gone. He went back into the kitchen and started working on the man. He heard the sound of voices outside, asking about the shots fired. Knocking on door to door. "Granny, wake up. I might need you to cover for me for a little bit." Eon shook the old woman waking her.
"Why did you do that..." She said not really know whether to be grateful or upset.
"Listen, granny. That guy would have ended up doing to someone else what was done to you and your hubby." Eon crawled into the kitchen and granny stood shocked for a moment.
"Excuse me! Did you hear gunfire?" Two soldiers, clad in white armor, stood in the door.
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