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Evil. They rightfully belong to Capom. I do own the main Deshitana.
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Hope Renewed
Deshitana headed down the stairs from the roof. This building was an apartment building. He opened the door at the bottom of the stairs and winced at the squeak it gave. He looked around the hall he entered cautiously. Windows lined the left side and doors the right. When he was sure nothing was going to jump out and kill him, he walked down the hall. He was halfway down the hall when he heard a low growl from behind. Slowly, he turned.
A dog that looked like a Doberman pinscher was coming slowly down the hall. The shadows hid it, so Deshitana didn't know what it truly looked like until it charged. The huge dog look like it was skinned and its eyes glowed red. The image went through his mind in a matter of seconds before he was in motion.
He aimed his gun and pulled the trigger. Click! Deshitana eyes widen in horror at the sound. Not good, he thought. The dog leaped at him. The dog hit him hard enough to knock him down, but with too much force. Deshitana easily used that extra force to throw the dog off of him. It fell to the floor with a thud, but got back up. Deshitana pulled out his pocketknife and faced the dog that was growling at the other end. He shifted his grip on the gun and made it so it was easy to bash the dog with it.
The dog barked and came at him again. Deshitana swung the gun down stunning the dog for a moment and then swung his knife down and hit it in the eye. The dog yelped and backed off shaking its head. Deshitana took advantage of the dog's injury and ran into a room. He closed the door.
The room he entered was dimly lit by one lamp that sat on a desk pushed to the far wall. A small TV was on, but it was showing nothing but fuzz. The sofa and floors was painted with blood and papers were everywhere. Deshitana moved to the desk and pulled open its draws. Papers, paper clips, pens, pencil, and... YES! Deshitana thought as he found a magnum He picked up the gun and examined it. It was full. He looked around the apartment some more and found some handgun bullets and more magnum bullets. After he was done, he found a bag to put the bullets in. He reloaded his handgun, placed it in his pants, slung the bag over his shoulders, picked the magnum back up and went to the door. He pushed it opened slowly and walked out. The dog charged him. He calmly aimed his new gun and fired. The dog went down and did not get back up.
Deshitana went down the hall with new hope in him. He just might make out of this city alive.
Thank you for the reviews. As you wished, the other chapters will be in paragraphs. Enjoy.
Hope Renewed
Deshitana headed down the stairs from the roof. This building was an apartment building. He opened the door at the bottom of the stairs and winced at the squeak it gave. He looked around the hall he entered cautiously. Windows lined the left side and doors the right. When he was sure nothing was going to jump out and kill him, he walked down the hall. He was halfway down the hall when he heard a low growl from behind. Slowly, he turned.
A dog that looked like a Doberman pinscher was coming slowly down the hall. The shadows hid it, so Deshitana didn't know what it truly looked like until it charged. The huge dog look like it was skinned and its eyes glowed red. The image went through his mind in a matter of seconds before he was in motion.
He aimed his gun and pulled the trigger. Click! Deshitana eyes widen in horror at the sound. Not good, he thought. The dog leaped at him. The dog hit him hard enough to knock him down, but with too much force. Deshitana easily used that extra force to throw the dog off of him. It fell to the floor with a thud, but got back up. Deshitana pulled out his pocketknife and faced the dog that was growling at the other end. He shifted his grip on the gun and made it so it was easy to bash the dog with it.
The dog barked and came at him again. Deshitana swung the gun down stunning the dog for a moment and then swung his knife down and hit it in the eye. The dog yelped and backed off shaking its head. Deshitana took advantage of the dog's injury and ran into a room. He closed the door.
The room he entered was dimly lit by one lamp that sat on a desk pushed to the far wall. A small TV was on, but it was showing nothing but fuzz. The sofa and floors was painted with blood and papers were everywhere. Deshitana moved to the desk and pulled open its draws. Papers, paper clips, pens, pencil, and... YES! Deshitana thought as he found a magnum He picked up the gun and examined it. It was full. He looked around the apartment some more and found some handgun bullets and more magnum bullets. After he was done, he found a bag to put the bullets in. He reloaded his handgun, placed it in his pants, slung the bag over his shoulders, picked the magnum back up and went to the door. He pushed it opened slowly and walked out. The dog charged him. He calmly aimed his new gun and fired. The dog went down and did not get back up.
Deshitana went down the hall with new hope in him. He just might make out of this city alive.