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Part II: Awakening
I.
"Have you seen them before?" "No, I haven't" "Can we trust them?" "Probably, just keep guard"
Chris, Claire and I walked from our hotel room, Chris took point, checking with his magnum before we went anywhere, I took up the back, with my berretta at the ready, and Claire had some kind of crossbow thing. I asked her the usefulness of it and she told me how the zombie's weak defenses were easily beaten by any weapon that could fight in an area. Oh well, I'll live with my berretta.
We proceeded down the first floor to find that the hotel was empty, along with the streets. We had to walk 3 miles to get to the NYPD so we were on guard. A mile in, I thought I saw something but it must have been my dementia breaking. No, wait. If I couldn't conjure anything, then…
"Shit!" I started firing into the fire escape of the closest building. There was something there as Chris and Claire started shooting too.
The Tyrant knew that it was seen so it leaped from the 4th floor of the fire escape. It was massive, 9 feet tall, and I guessed that it was easily 700 pounds of force. Along with a hand balled up into a fist, and the other arm a claw, one word escaped my mouth.
"Fuck"
II.
"What the hell is that?" "How would I know?" "So what do I do?" "We fight"
The Tyrant first walked slowly, then broke into a run at the closest person, I happened to be that unlucky bastard. I shot until my clip was out but it had no visible effect. Too late, the Tyrant reached me and swung its large claw-arm at me. Thinking fast, I slid under its legs and gave it a swift kick to the groin. Damn, it's like concrete.
Shit, it's still up. Claire's crossbow bolts are doing nothing and Chris's magnum is only doing cosmetic damage. Claire ran out of ammo and had to reload but the Tyrant was upon her. Then, I slipped.
"STOP!" I shouted. The tyrant froze, so did Chris and Claire. "STOP!" "Fight us, not them" Us? Dammit, it's Chainer. The Tyrant started it's advance at me when he heard such a commanding voice. "Die!" "Die!" I unleashed the full force of my dementia, but having access to Chainer, I managed to focus it into a 2-meter wide beam.
"What the hell is he doing?" said Chris.
"I don't know, he's insane! Quick, try to draw the Tyrant away from him." Claire yelled over an unexplained hum in the air. With that they fired their weapons at the Tyrant but he wouldn't stop, he finally found a worthy foe.
The Tyrant was coming, and I was ready. He was a few feet away when he swung his claw. It went through me. Claire screamed in terror thinking I was dead but I was very much alive. It was time. I waited for his next claw swipe. When it came I unleashed the full power of Dementia. A large red beam of force erupted from my mind. Into the Tyrant it went, coming out the other side. The Tyrant started making a sickening gurgling sound as the beam destroyed his innards and was making its way through it's body. That was the last thing I remembered before I lapsed into Dementia world.
III.
"Very nice." "You knew this would happen?" "Of course."
I awoke in that same black sand beach, Chainer was looking over me.
"Good job, You're now a dementist."
"I am?"
"Sure, take a look around."
I surveyed the now-inhabited area. It had a very odd mismatching of characters from mages to warriors to inhuman beasts.
"What are they?" I asked
"They are your nightmares, the creatures that you know or have met over the years."
"What are you talking about? I haven't met these beasts?"
"Of course you have, take a look over there."
I looked and saw things that I knew. I saw Dante from Devil May Cry, I played that cool game. Next to him was a mage dressed in white robes, probably a Samite. There was everyone I have known from games and life. Kamahl, Skellum, Fuella, Pater, Tidus, Auron, Yuna, my family (I didn't talk to them, it would re-open pain), a assortment of creatures I imagined, and even some weapons I had conceived. But one creature was there that I hoped not to see. The Tyrant I just fought.
It gave an unearthly roar and charged at me.
"Do something!" I yelled at Chainer.
"How can I? I'm not real and neither is he."
"But what happens if he kills me?"
"You go braindead."
"Oh, shit!" I yelled as he charged. Think I commanded myself. I scanned my mind for what happened in the book when Chainer had to fight in his Dementia. "That's it!" I said, finding the answer.
The Tyrant continued to charge while I muttered an incantation. He was under 40 feet away. 30 feet. 20 feet. C'mon, I need to finish this. 10 feet. 5 feet. He swung his claw. And hit nothing but air. I was gone and the Tyrant looked around.
"Up here you bastard!" I yelled from 50 feet above the beast. I had all the time I would need while he frantically jumped to reach me. I muttered several more incantations. I created items I would need, I sword that would cut through the molecules in the air. An invisible shield suspended in front of me at all times. And complete body armor strong enough to protect me from a falling building.
I cut my levitation spell and fell gracefully to meet the monster. Outraged at his failed attack he swung both arms with all his might. They merely clanged against the shield. He tried to crush me underfoot, but the armor broke his shins rather than my skull. Playtime is over I thought, as I drew my new weapon. The Tyrant swung at me one more time before I bisected him from head to sternum.
"Good work," Chainer said, reappearing.
"Now, teach me how to summon,"
"You already know." I realized I did as the thoughts flowed through my mind.
End of Part 2
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Part II: Awakening
I.
"Have you seen them before?" "No, I haven't" "Can we trust them?" "Probably, just keep guard"
Chris, Claire and I walked from our hotel room, Chris took point, checking with his magnum before we went anywhere, I took up the back, with my berretta at the ready, and Claire had some kind of crossbow thing. I asked her the usefulness of it and she told me how the zombie's weak defenses were easily beaten by any weapon that could fight in an area. Oh well, I'll live with my berretta.
We proceeded down the first floor to find that the hotel was empty, along with the streets. We had to walk 3 miles to get to the NYPD so we were on guard. A mile in, I thought I saw something but it must have been my dementia breaking. No, wait. If I couldn't conjure anything, then…
"Shit!" I started firing into the fire escape of the closest building. There was something there as Chris and Claire started shooting too.
The Tyrant knew that it was seen so it leaped from the 4th floor of the fire escape. It was massive, 9 feet tall, and I guessed that it was easily 700 pounds of force. Along with a hand balled up into a fist, and the other arm a claw, one word escaped my mouth.
"Fuck"
II.
"What the hell is that?" "How would I know?" "So what do I do?" "We fight"
The Tyrant first walked slowly, then broke into a run at the closest person, I happened to be that unlucky bastard. I shot until my clip was out but it had no visible effect. Too late, the Tyrant reached me and swung its large claw-arm at me. Thinking fast, I slid under its legs and gave it a swift kick to the groin. Damn, it's like concrete.
Shit, it's still up. Claire's crossbow bolts are doing nothing and Chris's magnum is only doing cosmetic damage. Claire ran out of ammo and had to reload but the Tyrant was upon her. Then, I slipped.
"STOP!" I shouted. The tyrant froze, so did Chris and Claire. "STOP!" "Fight us, not them" Us? Dammit, it's Chainer. The Tyrant started it's advance at me when he heard such a commanding voice. "Die!" "Die!" I unleashed the full force of my dementia, but having access to Chainer, I managed to focus it into a 2-meter wide beam.
"What the hell is he doing?" said Chris.
"I don't know, he's insane! Quick, try to draw the Tyrant away from him." Claire yelled over an unexplained hum in the air. With that they fired their weapons at the Tyrant but he wouldn't stop, he finally found a worthy foe.
The Tyrant was coming, and I was ready. He was a few feet away when he swung his claw. It went through me. Claire screamed in terror thinking I was dead but I was very much alive. It was time. I waited for his next claw swipe. When it came I unleashed the full power of Dementia. A large red beam of force erupted from my mind. Into the Tyrant it went, coming out the other side. The Tyrant started making a sickening gurgling sound as the beam destroyed his innards and was making its way through it's body. That was the last thing I remembered before I lapsed into Dementia world.
III.
"Very nice." "You knew this would happen?" "Of course."
I awoke in that same black sand beach, Chainer was looking over me.
"Good job, You're now a dementist."
"I am?"
"Sure, take a look around."
I surveyed the now-inhabited area. It had a very odd mismatching of characters from mages to warriors to inhuman beasts.
"What are they?" I asked
"They are your nightmares, the creatures that you know or have met over the years."
"What are you talking about? I haven't met these beasts?"
"Of course you have, take a look over there."
I looked and saw things that I knew. I saw Dante from Devil May Cry, I played that cool game. Next to him was a mage dressed in white robes, probably a Samite. There was everyone I have known from games and life. Kamahl, Skellum, Fuella, Pater, Tidus, Auron, Yuna, my family (I didn't talk to them, it would re-open pain), a assortment of creatures I imagined, and even some weapons I had conceived. But one creature was there that I hoped not to see. The Tyrant I just fought.
It gave an unearthly roar and charged at me.
"Do something!" I yelled at Chainer.
"How can I? I'm not real and neither is he."
"But what happens if he kills me?"
"You go braindead."
"Oh, shit!" I yelled as he charged. Think I commanded myself. I scanned my mind for what happened in the book when Chainer had to fight in his Dementia. "That's it!" I said, finding the answer.
The Tyrant continued to charge while I muttered an incantation. He was under 40 feet away. 30 feet. 20 feet. C'mon, I need to finish this. 10 feet. 5 feet. He swung his claw. And hit nothing but air. I was gone and the Tyrant looked around.
"Up here you bastard!" I yelled from 50 feet above the beast. I had all the time I would need while he frantically jumped to reach me. I muttered several more incantations. I created items I would need, I sword that would cut through the molecules in the air. An invisible shield suspended in front of me at all times. And complete body armor strong enough to protect me from a falling building.
I cut my levitation spell and fell gracefully to meet the monster. Outraged at his failed attack he swung both arms with all his might. They merely clanged against the shield. He tried to crush me underfoot, but the armor broke his shins rather than my skull. Playtime is over I thought, as I drew my new weapon. The Tyrant swung at me one more time before I bisected him from head to sternum.
"Good work," Chainer said, reappearing.
"Now, teach me how to summon,"
"You already know." I realized I did as the thoughts flowed through my mind.
End of Part 2
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