08-16-2013, 08:37 AM
"Don't move!"
Michael froze above the hole cut out of the bathhouse floor. It was a woman's voice. The monster said there were no females. Did that mean someone else had come to rescue Katalina? The Enforcement? Or did the monster lie?
Whatever it was, he would soon find out. He dropped down into a dark room - it was further than he expected, but not enough to do any damage.
He heard two sets of footsteps dashing down the tunnels. It may work out for him if the monsters were distracted, he could sneak in and rescue Katalina without having to resort to violence.
Edging forward carefully, he spied a woman in the next room and froze. She held a blade in her right hand, a gun in her left. Curious. The tactical possibilities running through his head.
He decided he would not approach. He had been far too reckless, he needed time to think before he did something dangerous again.
A sound from the dark corner of the room alerted him to the presence before he saw it. It moved towards the woman like a predator hunting prey. Michael had no doubt - this was a monster. It was hunting for food.
He hesitated, unwilling to kill the thing. What might happen? Would he loose control again? He could end up killing the woman along with the monster.
It was too late. He could not call out, the thing would reach her before she had the chance to turn and defend herself.
He did the only thing he could think of. He wove tendrils of Air and slammed the creature into the wall with a resounding metal thud. With the creature restrained and unconscious, he remembered what he was doing and cursed himself for his carelessness.
He was a man in a coat - a civiilian for all intents and purposes - without a weapon wandering the depths of the Undercity alone. How could he explain what had just happened? It was likely impossible.
Striding forward to check if the woman had sustained any injuries, he hoped she was just grateful not to be dead to question what had just happened.
"Are you ok?"
Edited by Michael Vellas, Aug 16 2013, 08:40 AM.
Michael froze above the hole cut out of the bathhouse floor. It was a woman's voice. The monster said there were no females. Did that mean someone else had come to rescue Katalina? The Enforcement? Or did the monster lie?
Whatever it was, he would soon find out. He dropped down into a dark room - it was further than he expected, but not enough to do any damage.
He heard two sets of footsteps dashing down the tunnels. It may work out for him if the monsters were distracted, he could sneak in and rescue Katalina without having to resort to violence.
Edging forward carefully, he spied a woman in the next room and froze. She held a blade in her right hand, a gun in her left. Curious. The tactical possibilities running through his head.
He decided he would not approach. He had been far too reckless, he needed time to think before he did something dangerous again.
A sound from the dark corner of the room alerted him to the presence before he saw it. It moved towards the woman like a predator hunting prey. Michael had no doubt - this was a monster. It was hunting for food.
He hesitated, unwilling to kill the thing. What might happen? Would he loose control again? He could end up killing the woman along with the monster.
It was too late. He could not call out, the thing would reach her before she had the chance to turn and defend herself.
He did the only thing he could think of. He wove tendrils of Air and slammed the creature into the wall with a resounding metal thud. With the creature restrained and unconscious, he remembered what he was doing and cursed himself for his carelessness.
He was a man in a coat - a civiilian for all intents and purposes - without a weapon wandering the depths of the Undercity alone. How could he explain what had just happened? It was likely impossible.
Striding forward to check if the woman had sustained any injuries, he hoped she was just grateful not to be dead to question what had just happened.
"Are you ok?"
Edited by Michael Vellas, Aug 16 2013, 08:40 AM.
"She saw a flaring halo around his head, radiant in gold and blue. It shouted of glory and power to come"
"No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."