I am sorry for not updating this story for quite awhile, but, I had to get a replacement charger, which took a lot longer than expected...but I am back and I have a better idea for this chapter than I intended, so, ENOJY!
Images of Creeps laying in his blood, dead, filled my head several times, driving me to a point of unimaginable rage. I was in a small cube of a room, nothing but the foam covered walls surrounding me. In about a minute, the walls were torn in about a hundred different spots. A sound of a door beginning to open caused me to stop in place. My red, luminescent eyes were fixated on the origin of the sound, where a frightened woman stood, holding a tray of food.
She placed it on the ground, which gave me a moment to launch at her and nearly maul her to death, if it weren't for the two guards standing on either side of the hidden door, who kicked me off her and began tasering me until I couldn't fight back. Before I was completely taken down, I stabbed my claws into one of the guards' legs and stole the gun he had holstered. Before he could realize it was gone, I cut into his chest and bit his partner.
When they finally subdued me, they immediately rushed to the infirmary, I believe, and left me with a fully loaded handgun, which I hid in one of the many rips in the wall. I chuckled evilly as I thought of all the possibilities that have just been unlocked with this gun. I continued to unleash my endless rage on this crappy room prohibiting me from using my powers.
A day passed until four guards came into my room aiming three assault rifles and one shotgun to my face, demanding I tell them where the pistol is. I got up and said, "I don't know what you are talking about. If a pistol is missing, blame your crappy guards."
The man with the shotgun blasted me in the leg, and continued to shout, "BRING US THE PISTOL, OR THAT WON'T BE YOUR ONLY WOUND!"
I struggled back onto my feet and limped over to where I hid the pistol and retrieved it. Once in my hand, the guards all began screaming at me to drop the weapon. "You want me to drop the gun?", I asked. "Fine."
I aimed the pistol and quickly fired three times, each, clearly, being direct hits. Blood began oozing from both the wounds and from my mouth. I coughed up a significant amount of blood before saying, "Your turn." The four guards carried me out of the room and dropped me off in an operating room, where I passed out from blood loss.
I woke up and began surveying my surroundings before ripping out the multiple tubes and needles planted into my body. I got up from the bloody table and took notice of the guard paying his attention elsewhere, giving me the opportunity to exterminate whatever scum resides here.
I grabbed the guard by his neck and pulled him into my room, where I tore at his neck and clawed his face. I, then, grabbed his pistol and shotgun. I walked out of the room and began firing randomly at the eight guards in the current room. Three were taken out fairly easily, but the last five spread out across the room to make my life harder. I jumped from my cover and, with the pistol, I accurately aimed and fired at the rest of the guards.
"Huh, I didn't realize that I was such a good shot!", I exclaimed, laughing maniacally to myself. I continued rampaging throughout the intricate base, torturing guards for pleasure, or just destroying everything in sight with ease, until I either killed everyone, or they are hiding, too scared to face me. Most of my anger had been spent on this chaos, so clarity filled it's place. I now began searching for my friends. And I swear, if another one of them gets hurt, I will tear Herobrine limb from limb.
After a few hours, I found a soldier who, after some 'convincing' led me to where my friends were being held captive. Once there, I snapped the man's neck and entered the make-shift dungeon, where many faces turned to face me. Jared and Shine were the first to run up to me, followed by Endy, Enchanted, and Aspect.
"You guys are okay!", I prematurely yelled as I ripped off the cage door. I began hugging them all, and tried leading them away. However, Endy stopped me and looked my in the eyes. Her's were empty, depressing orbs. "What's wrong?" I wiped away the tears that began cascading down her face.
"Sa-Sa...", she whispered through her crying. "They took Sabrina!" She pulled me close to her as she began to break down in front of us. My eyes, which had recently turned back to their normal red in the left, gray in the right had started to change once more, into pitch darkness.
My friends began trying to comfort Endy and take their minds off of Sabrina, but I just stood their, blank. We started leaving about a half hour later. My friends were in awe at the mass destruction I caused, but made no comment and continued. From the base, we traveled for another two hours where we found a town that was happy to let us stay.
I stood looking out the window and into the gloomy forest that encased most of this town. From the reflection, Endy can be seen sleeping, tears still dripping off her face. I walked over to her, knelt down, and whispered...
Don't worry...they'll all pay the price...