WELCOME ONE AND ALL TO THE POWER YOU POSSESS. I SAID I'D MAKE THIS STORY LIKE TWO YEARS AGO. I'M SO SORRY…..
But hey, better late than never right?
You can check out the trailer for this on YouTube! The link is on my profile.
NOW ENJOY!
PRE PHANTOM PLANET.
Prologue.
Danny ran helplessly through the streets of his once beloved town, beaten and bloody, wanting to collapse and be done with it all. But he couldn't stop now. Couldn't go like this.
Couldn't let HIM catch him.
So Danny ran, as fast as he could, jumping over rubble and trying not to slip on pools of blood. Trying to ignore the crackle of the thunder and blindly pushing his way through the pounding rain. Obscuring his view of where he was going. Although he himself didn't even know where he was going.
He just couldn't let HIM find him.
Danny stopped for a minute, and fell to the ground trying to catch his breath; just a few seconds and you'll start again. Start putting as much distance between you and HIM as possible. He stood up, and found himself face to face with the one person who managed to get into his head. The one person who managed to make himself seem so weak.
Himself.
Danny got pushed to the ground, and the figure came into a clearer view.
"You always were pathetic. A weakling. It's a wonder you're still alive."
He grabbed Danny by his throat and brought him up to face. Danny clawed at the hand that was around his throat, panting heavily, trying to restore oxygen into his lungs, but it was no use. His breathing was getting shallow and he was starting to see black spots in his vision.
"I'm not going to let you die so easily though."
The figure's free hand grew claws and reached under his shirt, his jagged, mutant fingernails dragging along his chest and stomach, Danny could feel the blood in his throat. The pain rushed through him like electricity. He let out a pure animal scream. He could smell the blood, he could feel it dripping off him and washing away with the rain. He could feel himself dying. The figure dropped him to the floor. Danny fell on his back and sucked in as much oxygen as he could. The figure put his foot on his stomach and pressed down. Danny could see the blood soaking into what was left of his shirt. He could feel the tears coming down his face.
"Why… are you doing this?" Danny said, his voice was rasped and hoarse. It was amazing the figure even heard him.
"To show you what you really are. They're all DEAD because of you!" The figure replied as he pressed down on Danny's stomach harder, trying to crush his ribs.
"No….. No… that's not true! It's not my fault!"
"Oh, but it is Danny. Every one of them died. Because. Of. You."
The figure raised his hand towards Danny's face; it filled with light green energy.
"Please… don't…" Danny whispered.
"Now you can feel the pain they felt."
The figure hurled the deadly energy at Danny.
Wow…. That was…. Kinda dark….. and that was just the prologue…..
ANGST! ANGST! ANGST!
Danny: You people are SICK!
Me: Thank you!
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