Ch.7~
A giant, deformed, undead... Kangaskhan. Shit. Now what? I was completely and utterly terrified, I didn't even move when it rushed at me, jumped and was about to crush me. Luckily WhiteHand saved me. Again. As soon as it saved me, I regained control. I decided, I'll either win this fight or die trying. I ran up, jumped, and smacked the zombie bitch right in the head. That was also when I learned it had a fucking hard head. As I fell back down, clutching my bleeding hand, that undead slut bitch-slapped me down hard. When I crashed down, I temporarily lost conscience. When I awoke, I was surprised to have awoken at all. WhiteHand had saved my life, AGAIN. I owe that little guy my life. It was fighting back at the undead nightmare, who was now larger, stronger, and heftier than before. It seemed WhiteHand was done for. I then did one of the riskiest maneuvers I know. I planted my feet firmly into the ground, transferred all my strength to ONE fist, and lunged right at the zombie, who exploded in a large blast, which sent me and WhiteHand flying back. Skin and organs were lying on the floor everywhere. I slowly got up, trembling, and chuckling. Finally. This was over. All over. We did it. It was dead! As we celebrated our 'victory,' something was rising. Shit. Fuck. Fucking shit! I thought we killed it! Fu- shit. It's... a fucken skeletal Kangaskhan! Shitshitshitshittyshitshit! How the fuck do we kill this! Well, we weren't going down unless we were fighting. And we rushed at it, it merely glew and blew us away, without moving. Holy shit. Then its hands glew, and spikes were sent flying towards us. We managed to dodge, but - they weren't actually spikes. They were spines. Of the zombies. Luckily, that meant it had limited ammo. Unfortunatly, it was limited, but to a number I can't even COUNT to. Our only option was to find some way to kill it. So I grabbed a spine and threw it towards the skeleton whilst it was glowing. The spine erupted into pieces mid-air, as a giant beam was sent to me. I dodged, but it followed me. While running, I suddenly realized. What if the beam could damage it? So I turned and ran straight to the skeleton, with the beam not far behind. WhiteHand started charging some sort of attack. I jumped right onto the beast. It started glowing, so I didn't have enough time. I climbed as fast as I could. Suddenly time slowed. I climbed, with the beam now coming at me. I managed to climb into the skull, just in time. The beam, WhiteHand's full power attack, and it' attack all collided with it at once. That was when I heard its cry of pain. Which caused me much, much pain, since I was inside its head. Suddenly, I started falling. The skull shattered on collision with the ground. The scenery changed. We were back in Cinnabar. It was just me and WhiteHand. We did it this time. For real. We- we- we- killed it. Or so we thought. Again. This time, it came in the form we saw it first. We turned, only to be blown back. I was knocked unconscious.
