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'Well Robin that basically sums it up. Anyway i got to get home im tired.' Morty yawned and stretch as she got up. 'You need a place to stay?' This made Robin think. He couldnt go back to the tower. Just thinking about it made him feel sick. 'I'll take that as a no then. I own two rooms in my apartment building. You could use on if you want.' Robin nodded and they headed out of the bar. Two blocks away from the bar Morty suddenly stopped. 'What is it Morty?' Robin didnt see anything but it was dark so he wasnt sure.
'Duck!' 'What?' But before Robin could finish the question Mory tackled him to the ground as a knife flew over is head. 'AHH! Who threw that!?' Robin looked around frantically automatically reaching for his staff.
'I did. Hey there Morty.' Robin looked to his right to see some guy who looked like Morty staring down at them.
'Hello Jack how ya been?' Despite the point that that guy had just thrown a knife at Robin's head Morty was pretty casual. 'What ya tryin' to do. Mom always said not to throw things.' He just laughed and raised his right hand into the air.
'Come my minions!! Destroy!' After that last word zombie people came from behind him and after Robin. His staff extended in his hand so he could face them. 'Dont worry Robin all they need is one hit each. Get to an easy to defend place and be quick about it!' Morty was just standing there staring at her brother.
'Oh little sister. You have not changed much since well you know. Well, now you must die.' Robin jumped onto the roof of a low building asfter having climed up the fire escape. He watched as a knife appeared in Jack's hand and he went after Morty. He slashed at her with extreme skill and as Robin watch he saw that all Morty did was dodge. Robin didnt notice as a zombie got up the stairs and punched him in the face. It was a horrible feeling. The dead flesh fell apart as it hit him and he had to control the wave nausea he felt.
'I dont want to fight you brother,' she said. He thrust at her and his knife blade dissapeared inside her right shoulder. Robin gasped but Morty barley flinched. 'But you give me no choice.' She turned and ran far enough away so he could not attack and stopped. As she turned around she took off her right glove. 'I didnt want to do this, but its my only defence right now.'
The shadows from around them started to flow and swirl around her hand. Jack's face went from evil pleasure to complete suprise. 'But I...how can your powers still...'
'Ha! You are such a fool. Did you really think you could take them away? Just like that?' This wasnt the Morty Robin knew. Her face was so different. Her eyes. She turned slightly and he saw they were now just emty white pits of nothing. They glowed with what Robin guessed was her power. He took a swing at another zombie an continued to watch.
'Lets see how your little knifes fair againts my shadow sword!' The shadow around her hand morphed into the darkest most sinister weapon Robin had ever seen. It was darker even than the night. A lingering void of nothingness. Robin was starting to feel sick. What was this she was doing?
Morty threw back her head in maniacle laughter and jumped in to the air and landed on the shadows. 'Well brother,' she said as she sat crossed legged facing Jack, 'you can run now, or i can kill you what will it be?'
'This isnt who you are Morty. I know it. You cant kill me. You wouldnt.' Jack didnt look as cofident as his words sounded but he still stood up to the terrifiing figure his sister had become.
'Oh wouldnt I Jack? You kill me in a heart beat if you had the chance.' The grin on Morty's face widdend. She flew up higher and stood up. Her hair burst from its brade and covered her face.' So whats it gonna be? Shall I kill you?' she pointed the sword at Jack and he dissapeared in a cloud of smoke as well as the zombies.
'Coward.' With that said Morty's hair went limp and the sword dissapered. To preocupied with the battle Robin hadnt noticed the rain. Morty fell to the ground with a splash and sat staring at her right hand and holding her right shoulder with her left. Robin ran down to her and upon closer inspection he saw something that made him turn away in suprise. Her right hand was sewn on with what looked like thick black thread in cross stitches. Morty looked up at him and he saw that she had tears in her eyes.
'What's wrong.' Robin asked her. She said nothing but merely got up picked up her glove and hairband and began to walk down the street in the poring rain.
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'Well Robin that basically sums it up. Anyway i got to get home im tired.' Morty yawned and stretch as she got up. 'You need a place to stay?' This made Robin think. He couldnt go back to the tower. Just thinking about it made him feel sick. 'I'll take that as a no then. I own two rooms in my apartment building. You could use on if you want.' Robin nodded and they headed out of the bar. Two blocks away from the bar Morty suddenly stopped. 'What is it Morty?' Robin didnt see anything but it was dark so he wasnt sure.
'Duck!' 'What?' But before Robin could finish the question Mory tackled him to the ground as a knife flew over is head. 'AHH! Who threw that!?' Robin looked around frantically automatically reaching for his staff.
'I did. Hey there Morty.' Robin looked to his right to see some guy who looked like Morty staring down at them.
'Hello Jack how ya been?' Despite the point that that guy had just thrown a knife at Robin's head Morty was pretty casual. 'What ya tryin' to do. Mom always said not to throw things.' He just laughed and raised his right hand into the air.
'Come my minions!! Destroy!' After that last word zombie people came from behind him and after Robin. His staff extended in his hand so he could face them. 'Dont worry Robin all they need is one hit each. Get to an easy to defend place and be quick about it!' Morty was just standing there staring at her brother.
'Oh little sister. You have not changed much since well you know. Well, now you must die.' Robin jumped onto the roof of a low building asfter having climed up the fire escape. He watched as a knife appeared in Jack's hand and he went after Morty. He slashed at her with extreme skill and as Robin watch he saw that all Morty did was dodge. Robin didnt notice as a zombie got up the stairs and punched him in the face. It was a horrible feeling. The dead flesh fell apart as it hit him and he had to control the wave nausea he felt.
'I dont want to fight you brother,' she said. He thrust at her and his knife blade dissapeared inside her right shoulder. Robin gasped but Morty barley flinched. 'But you give me no choice.' She turned and ran far enough away so he could not attack and stopped. As she turned around she took off her right glove. 'I didnt want to do this, but its my only defence right now.'
The shadows from around them started to flow and swirl around her hand. Jack's face went from evil pleasure to complete suprise. 'But I...how can your powers still...'
'Ha! You are such a fool. Did you really think you could take them away? Just like that?' This wasnt the Morty Robin knew. Her face was so different. Her eyes. She turned slightly and he saw they were now just emty white pits of nothing. They glowed with what Robin guessed was her power. He took a swing at another zombie an continued to watch.
'Lets see how your little knifes fair againts my shadow sword!' The shadow around her hand morphed into the darkest most sinister weapon Robin had ever seen. It was darker even than the night. A lingering void of nothingness. Robin was starting to feel sick. What was this she was doing?
Morty threw back her head in maniacle laughter and jumped in to the air and landed on the shadows. 'Well brother,' she said as she sat crossed legged facing Jack, 'you can run now, or i can kill you what will it be?'
'This isnt who you are Morty. I know it. You cant kill me. You wouldnt.' Jack didnt look as cofident as his words sounded but he still stood up to the terrifiing figure his sister had become.
'Oh wouldnt I Jack? You kill me in a heart beat if you had the chance.' The grin on Morty's face widdend. She flew up higher and stood up. Her hair burst from its brade and covered her face.' So whats it gonna be? Shall I kill you?' she pointed the sword at Jack and he dissapeared in a cloud of smoke as well as the zombies.
'Coward.' With that said Morty's hair went limp and the sword dissapered. To preocupied with the battle Robin hadnt noticed the rain. Morty fell to the ground with a splash and sat staring at her right hand and holding her right shoulder with her left. Robin ran down to her and upon closer inspection he saw something that made him turn away in suprise. Her right hand was sewn on with what looked like thick black thread in cross stitches. Morty looked up at him and he saw that she had tears in her eyes.
'What's wrong.' Robin asked her. She said nothing but merely got up picked up her glove and hairband and began to walk down the street in the poring rain.
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