We're back to Ash in the desert now!!

The next day

I walked and walked I didn't stop walking, hell I was too scared to stop, I just wanted the whole thing over as quickly as possible, I didn't want to linger. I thought many times during that trek in the sweltering heat of the desert that I had made the wrong decision going on my own. But then I thought about my reasons for it, Mel constantly needs security and without Kurt Wolverine was (unlikely as it might sound) just they guy to help her, and Jubes had to go with them so that Wolverine could protect and be with his daughter figure. Kat needed to be with people who wouldn't judge her or let her lose confidence in herself, besides she needed to spend as much time with Bobby as she could and Ev had to go with them to make sure they didn't get distracted, and help them out, she is after all one of the strongest members of Retribution with her incredible control of her powers. And Me, I had to go on my own I couldn't risk the others lives like that, but there were also tactical and geological factures that had made me choose these teams, because the right balance of defensive and offensive powers were needed, and people like Evelyn would not survive in the desert she would just dehydrate. The more I thought about it the more I knew I had made the right decision.

Thwack!

My body went flying backwards a short distance before it landing in the soft, if scorching, sand. I sat winded looking at my new foe that had crept up on me.

I assumed that it was male although it looked more like an un-dead, its face was the colour and texture of stale dough or mouldy cheese and smooth to the point it looked like it had been dramatically stretched and it seemed so thin it was almost paper like. The attacker looked at me an idiotic grin splitting its face from ear to ear as it approached me slowly, menacingly. It had small black eyes which darted over me like malignant flies, as it pulled its bony arm back to punch me in the face.

I rolled out of the way just in time to see the bony creature (which seemed to be wearing a potato sack) lurch forward with the force it put behind the punch.  I got to my feet quickly and charged my hands up with as higher voltage as I could with a ZZZZZzzzzzz before running towards it and punching it as hard as I could. The ugmo's (God was it ugly!) body shivered as it took on the charge. It was the first time I had ever used a voltage high enough to kill something so I was unsure if it would work. The body instantly slumped to the floor. I covered my nose with my hand as it began to instantly rot and give off the most putrid stench in the process. I picked my bag and sword up off of the sand and began walking again, thinking just how easy that had been.

I began walking again and after another hour it was no good I was going to have to sleep but there was no shelter from either the sun or the evil minions. I sat on the sand and took a swig of my hip flask as I summed up the situation over to my left was what appeared to be some sort of cactus forest if I could maybe lay low in there I wouldn't be noticed. I picked up my stuff again and wandered wearily, feet aching toward the cacti.

After getting pricked and impaled several times I had fought my way into the centre and put my blanket down on the sand and lay down careful not to get pricked and fell into a fit full sleep.

When I woke up the sun was just setting. I sat up abruptly and got pricked on the cheek by a nearby cactus. I felt blood trickle down my face, I ignored it however and snatched my bag and sword up and began my journey, I had lost too much time already. After about half an hour of walking I approached what seemed to be a small camp. I put down my bag and slowly edged towards the camp, if this was an enemy camp I didn't want to fight carrying my provisions. Once I was in the camp I hid behind a barrel of water, and observed a mismatched and misshapen group of …. what could only be described as monsters, they were sat whispering together in hoarse gravely voices. 

The 5 of them split up into different directions I craned my neck around the barrel to see where they were going. I'd pick them off one by one, starting with the hardest looking. I went to move away from the barrel when I heard shuffling behind me.

"I told you that I smelt blood" said a voice not un-similar to how I'd imagine sandpaper to sound…old sand paper at that.

"Can I have a glass of sugar?" I asked with a cheesy grin

The ill tempered creature lunged at me with long sharp claws where fingers should have been.

"I'll take that as a no shall I?" I said dodging out of the way

One of the clawed ones colleagues had puckered and wizened features coupled with yellow, parchment like skin, its eyes were dark and betrayed a blood thirst and desire to torture far more apparent then that displayed in the eyes of the ring leader. This one began to close in on me.

I drew my sword ready to christen it; I lunged at it and made a swipe with the sword. Unfortunately this freaks thin chicken legs (literally it had chicken legs! Weird huh?) Were a lot more agile fast and sturdy then they looked. I flung myself forward again this time allowing my bioelectricity flow through my sword. The electricity jumped from my sword into the body of the freak, stunning him momentarily, allowing me to behead him (and believe me I was doing him a favour cause man was he Ugly!) I couldn't help feeling sick as the body, like the one that I had dispatched earlier in my journey, began rotting instantly.

The one with the hands which were as curved and crooked as birds talons and who was covered from head to foot with light, downy hair had decided it was it's turn for some arse whooping. Its backbone stuck out of its back in the most disgusting un-natural way; however it didn't seem in the least bit phased by the death of its friend. This threw a few fire balls at me, which I dodged easily as I silently thanked Kat for using me as target practice. I jumped on the barrel which had earlier been my hiding place and placed a well aimed kick at the lanky beasts head, reminding me of a past battle with Scuzzlebutt (okay Sabretooth). Its head span around but it just turned it back into place again as I looked at it in disdain. I ran backwards as it was joined by its three friends who where less human looking than this clawed, exceptionally ugly freak with its pig like features and long pointed teeth. I ran putting the barrel between me and them however they kept advancing so I pushed the water over them.

I started as I heard a hiss and saw smoke which too my surprise was coming from the main attacker as he began rotting alive. Just when I thought this situation couldn't get any weirder something like that happened to make me more surprised.

I decided that it was now safe to mock it "Congratulations, you won the ugly prize, now you get to die and…um…rot!!"

Okay so now I only had three more monsters to kill, but three very big angry monsters that were in a circle around me. I shrugged, oh well at least I had a wide range of targets. I threw balls of electricity at them, knocking two of them over, I seized the opportunity and put my sword through one, then stamped one in the face (it wasn't nice but somebody had to do it!) causing its head to squish flat with a horrible wet squelch.

I was now against the last of the camp, however the last of the camp happened to be a 7 foot and heavily armoured. Why couldn't I be destined to be an accountant or something? 

I threw another lightning ball at the guy "That armour looks like a mighty good conductor!"

 But to my surprise he grew, he must have absorbed the energy.

'Great hand in hand combat!' I thought dryly

The way I read the situation the bigger this guy got the slower he would be so using the speed I had honed on the football (soccer if your American) pitch I ran around him trying to judge if their was a weak spot in his armour, however the big tin can span around knocking me on the floor. I touched my lip which had been spilt quite severely. I gripped the hilt of my sword tightly as anger grew inside me and I saw red. Anger flowed through my veins like water in the ocean, anger for everything that had ever happen in my life. I couldn't think I lunged at the huge armoured beast with the head of a bull wanting to gauge its eyeballs out and use them as marbles. I jumped heights I'd never preciously jumped to smack it in the face with the flat of my sword. I hooked its nose ring over my sword and pulled it, making the beast mad and lunge at me, however I just kept on pulling as it shrunk to about 6 foot, I pulled real hard until the ring was pulled from its nose. I felt energy I had never felt before; I had a bloodlust that was insatiable. For a short girl (5'1"ish) I had a lot of strength, however my strength knew no bounds, the heat was forgotten. The bull face kicked me square in the stomach with its large hard foot; however I felt no pain only knew a white hot anger which grew with every blow I received.

I drew my sword down its face and drew blood, as black and thick as treacle. Again the monster shrunk, the more I hurt it the weaker it got until eventually it was shorter then me and I could wound it fatally. As it slumped forward and began it's abnormally accelerated rotting, I began to come down from whatever kind of state I had been in, everything became sharper again, the scenery, my thoughts, the heat, my pain. I slumped down into the hot sand and thanked god that I was alive, and that my friends weren't here, there are friends and there are friends, the ones you talk to, and have a good time with and the ones you'd die for, each type carries different obligations you've just got to figure out what they are and these girls, my team mates are the kind I would die for and protect until the end of time. I got up and hobbled to where I had dumped my bag, ripping my uniform off as I did. Damn it I would take a risk and walk around in my bra and pant's, I'd probably burn and blister but anything to cool me down…and believe me my uniform was hot.

This will be the last I post today I'll put the rest up soon but I'm tired of doing this now so well hope you enjoyed!

Muse: Why don't you mention me anymore?

Me: Because I think these poor people have suffered enough by my hands by making them read this!

Muse: Good point!

So until next time it is a goodbye from us, next time you see us we should hopefully have a new addition.

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