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Evil. They rightfully belong to Capom. I do own the main Deshitana.
Sagashi: Here's more!
The Train
The doors squeaked as Deshitana pull them open. The stench of decay was so strong that Deshitana reeled back from it. Uhh...that's really bad, but I have to go through to reach the other side, Deshitana thought. He did his best not to throw up as he stepped onto the train. Dead, bloated bodies were on the train. Blood covered everything. This is really bad. These guys's must've been here for ages, he thought as he carefully walked past the seats.
He got halfway down the train's aisle when he heard movement. He turned and saw a body rise from the seat. "Nuhhh!!" He swung around again and saw more zombies shuffling towards him. No escape...Deshitana thought as he realized he had nowhere to run. He turned side ways and aimed his shotgun at the nearest zombie and blasted it away. He moved forward every time he killed one, but more took the fallen one's place.
Deshitana's heart raced as the zombies pressed in, but he didn't give up hope. He dropped the shotgun to the floor as it clicked and kicked the nearest zombie down. He pulled out a small cylinder from his pocket and pressed a button on it. It extended knocking the two zombies that were about to reach him away. The pole shifted into another gun as Deshitana pushed another button on it. He pulled out his handgun with his free hand and aimed both ways. He fired. Zombie after zombie went down.
Deshitana continued to move forward. He kicked the last remaining zombie down and shot it in the head. The train became quiet again. The gun shifted back into the pole and retracted. Deshitana smiled at the small weapon. Thanks dad, he thought as he put it away and then turned back to get his shotgun. He picked it up and then searched the bodies. He found knives, and more bullets and a lighter.
He put all the weapons and the lighter away in his bag and made his way to the other side of the train. Before he pushed the door opens he reloaded the shotgun and handgun. He took a small breath and then pushed the door open. What's next? he wondered as he stepped off the train.
Sagashi: Here's more!
The Train
The doors squeaked as Deshitana pull them open. The stench of decay was so strong that Deshitana reeled back from it. Uhh...that's really bad, but I have to go through to reach the other side, Deshitana thought. He did his best not to throw up as he stepped onto the train. Dead, bloated bodies were on the train. Blood covered everything. This is really bad. These guys's must've been here for ages, he thought as he carefully walked past the seats.
He got halfway down the train's aisle when he heard movement. He turned and saw a body rise from the seat. "Nuhhh!!" He swung around again and saw more zombies shuffling towards him. No escape...Deshitana thought as he realized he had nowhere to run. He turned side ways and aimed his shotgun at the nearest zombie and blasted it away. He moved forward every time he killed one, but more took the fallen one's place.
Deshitana's heart raced as the zombies pressed in, but he didn't give up hope. He dropped the shotgun to the floor as it clicked and kicked the nearest zombie down. He pulled out a small cylinder from his pocket and pressed a button on it. It extended knocking the two zombies that were about to reach him away. The pole shifted into another gun as Deshitana pushed another button on it. He pulled out his handgun with his free hand and aimed both ways. He fired. Zombie after zombie went down.
Deshitana continued to move forward. He kicked the last remaining zombie down and shot it in the head. The train became quiet again. The gun shifted back into the pole and retracted. Deshitana smiled at the small weapon. Thanks dad, he thought as he put it away and then turned back to get his shotgun. He picked it up and then searched the bodies. He found knives, and more bullets and a lighter.
He put all the weapons and the lighter away in his bag and made his way to the other side of the train. Before he pushed the door opens he reloaded the shotgun and handgun. He took a small breath and then pushed the door open. What's next? he wondered as he stepped off the train.