Note: Thanks for all the reviews and thanks to those who are still reading this story. Don't worry. This chapter is guaranteed to be more suspenseful and gorier. And I know my loyal readers want their gore and guts. So here's the latest installment in the Titan Hunt.
What began as a simple routine job had evolved into a violent fight for survival. There are no heroes in this game. Just victims and the hunters. But there will be one who will turn the tables on the sadistic hunters. This is a game without mercy. This is the Titan Hunt.
Scene Three: Panic Pandemonium
The shaft had brought Robin into a dark and deserted alley. "You're doing fine, Robin, just fine. We're getting some great material here. Keep going!" Robin felt unsure about Slade. Something wasn't right. Wasn't like he was during their previous battles. he was cool and calm despite being so sick but now he was loud and noisy. 'Maybe he finally went over the edge and lost all the cool that was in him,' Robin thought to himself as he made his way through the alley and getting ready for any Stalker to come his way. "Okay, Robin, there will be some more of these bastards in this scene so get ready. I've hidden a special toy in this dump just for you. Find it and it may get your sorry ass back to your friends." Robin knew this was his only way out so what was there to lose?
"Oh how I wish I had a cold one right now." Robin started to run to a dark corner of the alley to hide but knocked over a trash can in the process causing a racket. "Who the fuck was that!" the Stalker screamed as he ran in the direction of Robin. As he rounded the corner, Robin threw a swift bone shattering hit to the Stalker's face stunning him then grabbing him around the neck and snapping it with a sickening crunch.
"Oh mannn that was good! Keep up the good work, Robin. Do a fucking favor for society and kill these dumbasses." Robin went through the rest of the alley until he found himself in a small apartment building with blood caked walls and wrapped up bodies hanging from the ceiling. One body had a knife stuck in its still bleeding gut and it made a small squeak as Robin removed the blade. He crept through the dimly lit building searching for whatever Slade wanted him to find and followed through while passing more rancid bodies and graffiti on the walls depicting written threats of violence. 'Gonna skin your hide!' 'Run you little shit!' 'Welcome to the motherfuckin' apocalypse!' Really colorful vocabulary.
Robin had finally gotten out of the hell house to find himself in a small lot with a large gravel mound with more dead bodies scattered on it. Amidst this was also a few trash cans, blood stains on the streets, another Stalker guarding a door, and a camera placed on the wall of the next building. Slade was watching. "Now get your ass moving. Kill the Stalker and continue on. You might even find that nice toy you need." Robin leaped to the shadows to plan his attack and with a simple knock lured the Stalker.
"It's him!" The Stalker started to head towards the spot to investigate the noise. "Nothin' here. Damn, watchin' too much of that Telletubbie shit on TV. Drains your fucking nerves." Robin snuck behind him and quickly grabbed him and started to repeatedly stab the Stalker in the gut. As the Stalker tried to scream out for help he started to gag on the blood that started to work its way up his throat and pour outta his mouth. When Robin finished up his hand were drenched in blood as well as everything else on the street he stood on. Robin nearly threw up at the horrible mess he made of the guy with his cut up guts hanging out for the world to see.
"Damn, Robin, you're making this look to easy. Give these guys some slack for Christ's sake." Robin saw the weapon the Stalker was holding and picked it up. "A bat. Time to take your game to new levels, my boy! Time to hit it outta the park!" Robin went into the building the Stalker was guarding and found himself in a room that reeked of rotten flesh. 'More bodies. Great just what I need' Robin thought to himself as he tried not to vomit all over the place. He finally escaped the smelly building into another lot with a large building in the middle of it that was really boarded up. 'Not gonna be going in there.' When Robin had entered the lot a Stalker had already passed him making him the position of a perfect kill. Robin tapped him on the back making the Stalker look back to see who it was only for Robin to smash the bat to his face killing him with a violent blow.
"Jeez, Robin. Keep this shit up and those boys are gonna be extinct. Keep it up, slasher star!" Robin made his way around the large building to find a doorway on a side building with a staircase leading up to a higher floor. As Robin made his way up the stairs he felt like something wasn't right. Like the feeling he got before the mission that dropped him into this shithole. Robin found himself in a dark room with no light to save him from anything that might jump out to beat him down.
Suddenly a Stalker jumped into the darkness and ran at Robin with a weird blunt weapon. "Time clip the Bird Boy's wings!" Robin couldn't see him but felt him as he took blows like crazy. Everything hurt as Robin blindly swung his bat only to miss and take in another wound. "Come on! That all you got? I'll snap your fucking head off you little bastard!" Another blow to his face nearly breaking his jaw.
"Look, Robin, if that last motivation didn't go so well with you, here's the new one: Kill or be someone's bitch! Now get up and fight him now!" Robin painfully got to his feet and and his best to find the Stalker while dealing with the pain that flooded through his body like fire ants. "Use your fucking head, kid! You don't need sight to kill this shitbag so use your goddamn senses or this will be the end of your movie. You die a horrible painful death. Kill him so we can get going with the film!" Robin knew Slade was right. He didn't need sight and began to hear for the prick. A footstep to his left and Robin swung the bat in that direction and hit the Stalker in the jaw shattering it. Robin then could hear his pain filled sobbing and moaning and swung the bat in that direction. 'Broke the bastard's leg' Robin thought as he heard the Stalker collapse to the ground but still let out a scream.
With the noise he needed, Robin headed in that direction and beat the Stalker with the bat until the sobs and screams stopped. Suddenly as if on cue, the lights came on and lit the room revealing the bloodied broken Stalker lying in a pool of gore. Robin could also see the wounds on himself as he fell to the ground with pain filling his body. "Way to go, Robin! You passed the test!" 'Test?' "You see I wanted to know if you were able to adapt to any problem to get to your goal so I set this up and see you passed."
"Test! I'm in fucking pain you sick bastard! How are you gonna get me to finish your film if you have your star nearly beaten to death you idiotic jackass!"
"Now, Robin. I put this into consideration and knew you'd take a few blows so I left a little aid by the area. Check the prick's pocket." Robin dragged his limp body to the corpse and searched the pocket to find a weird pill. "It's a little miracle drug I've been working on for years. It can cure you of any pain you've been feeling and you won't feel it for the next for hours. Go on and pop in a few." Robin knew there was no alternative in this hectic fight for survival. He knew Slade would never have poisoned it for it would ruin his whole revenge scheme and he knew Slade wouldn't ruin his own twisted fun. Robin ate at least three pills and as if by magic it worked in one second and much faster than the pain killers.
"There you feeling happy now? Now I see you have the toy." Robin looked at the mangled Stalker to see a crowbar in his hand and picked it from his cold dead hand. "Hmmmm. A crowbar. Think of what it could be used for. Breaking locks, tearing through flesh, cracking open the skulls of your enemies? Ah it all sounds sooo good. Anyway, you'll need it to escape this place. Now try and find the door with the lock and chain on it. That'll be your ticket to freedom." Robin got to his feet with the crowbar and headed out onto the street and went through a dark alleyway until he came upon a abandoned library and headed to the lower part of the entrance to the basement which was led there by a small flight a blood stained stairs. The door to the basement was chained shut with a sturdy lock. "Looks like that crowbar could come in handy but this isn't your exit. Make your way through the basement to an alleyway where you'll find your way back to your home."
Robin took the crowbar and slammed it into the lock and broke it allowing him a way into the basement. Robin passed through various rooms of the basement each with a horrible bloody mess in each. One room even had a guy whose gut was ripped open while maggots and other forms of shit crawled within the exposed organs and other crap. Robin was now in the final room with the doorway leading outside into the alleyway. 'Freedom.' "There's only one more Stalker guarding the alley but it shouldn't be too hard. Go on, Robin. Freedom's waiting." Robin rushed to the alley where he found the final Stalker facing away from Robin in an effort to keep an eye out for the Titan coming from the exit area.
'Just one last kill and I'm outta here' Robin happily thought to himself as he snuck behind the Stalker and plunged the pointed part of the crowbar in the Stalker's spine causing him to scream out in pain before Robin ripped it out. But the deed wasn't finished as the Stalker fell to his knees while coughing up blood and Robin finished the job by plunging the crowbar into the Stalker's skull causing a shattering sound of metal to bone. Robin stirred it around a bit making the sound of moist brains before yanking it out and causing bone, brain, and blood to spill out out over the concrete. Robin rushed over to the guarded area to find a locked gate which he quickly broke with the now wet crowbar and ran out the gate. 'Freedom!'
Before Robin rounded the next corner of the alley, a black van pulled up and out came the same SWAT guys that brought him here. They were the Undertakers, Slade's own personal bodyguards who were ready to pick up the precious cargo. One final Undertaker who looked much different than the rest emerged from the van as the rest got into position for Robin's capture. "Get ready, boys. He's coming," Slade said to the Undertakers through their own earpieces within their masks. "I want him brought to the next scene alive so try not to use any extreme force to get him there understand?"
"Of course, boss," the undertaker leader assured Slade. "We'll be gentle. Honest," he said crossing his fingers.
Robin rounded the next corner only to find a man in a SWAT suit with a gun pointing it to the Titan's face. "Shit!" AS Robin said this the other Undertakers snuck behind him and beat him to the ground. With Robin on the ground, the Undertakers proceeded to beat Robin in any part of the body they could find until the Titan's body went completely limp. They then picked up his body and brought him into the van while their leader ordered them to go to the next location for the film. The others confirmed this order with sick glee and the van took off into the night.
A silent ninja emerged from the darkness to scout the location of the last scene. He examined the dead bodies that had been so violently mutilated that the ninja smiled knowing he would have a challenge if the boy did not fuck up and die. "Kenji! Get back to your post! The time for your arrival hasn't arrived yet."
The ninja Kenji looked up into the camera that gazed upon him. "The boy has a killer instinct. I like that. I hope to meet him in battle. Unless you screw this up and he dies." As he said this, Kenji scraped the sword he had against the wall causing a loud scraping noise like nails to a chalkboard.
"Damn it, Kenji! Will you stop that fucking noise! Shit!" Kenji stopped the scraping. "Don't worry. You'll get your chance to get a take a hit at Robin but don't worry. I'm not gonna let him die just yet so keep your shit together. When the time comes. Now head back to the mansion. I have some problems I need you to work out so get your ass over here right now!"
"Yes, boss."
Well I hoped you liked this chapter. R&R and I'll bring the fourth chapter. See ya!