Happenings
Billy ducked down, a nine-foot Reaper towering over him, swinging its claws in Billy's direction with massive force, Billy barely staying out of reach. Billy pulled out a nine-millimeter pistol and shot it in its side. It howled in fury and dove for Billy. Billy sidestepped almost stumbling on his own feet out of fear. "I wonder what happened to Rico?" Billy thought to himself. He couldn't get a clear shot at the Reaper as it kept lurching foreword with its razor sharp claws, hitting walls where Billy was supposed to be.
Billy brought his hand up shooting lazily, hitting it in the chest, blood oozed slowly. The Reaper screeched hitting Billy with its arm, sending him hurling towards the wall with a loud thud, Billy cursing from the impact. Billy's suit was torn, his bow hanging to the left, its seam torn slightly.
He reached to his side, the other gun he had was on the floor behind the Reaper. He pulled out an 'ether' gun, and aimed it at the Reaper pulling the trigger quickly.
He hit the Reaper square in the head, blood and gore spattered everywhere on the walls, floor, Billy's face and suit. He wiped his face leaving a trail of blood; he watched the Reaper's body twitch and burn slowly from the 'ether' shot. Billy walked up to the Reaper and pointed the 'ether' gun at it. "Burn in hell" and shot it two more times. Blood oozed out onto the ground, little sprinkles hitting Billy's pants.
Billy heard other Reaper's coming his way, the groans growing louder each second. He turned and grabbed his gun, then climbing onto a ladder on a near by wall.
The dead Reaper's body burned away now only leaving a pile of ash.
The descending Reaper's reached the old battle grounds. He pulled open the latch and heaved himself up the rest of the way. Reaper's approaching the ladder looking up.
The room was dark and musty. He kicked the latch closed and walked around the room with stealthily silence. He didn't hear a sound, everything was silent.
The banging on the door grew louder and the silence in the room was deathly silent, even their own breath heaving in slowly, like they were too afraid to breath, let alone speak.
"There has to be a way" Citan said muttering to himself in the corner, the silence broken.
Jaocubi sat in the corner playing with his sword, his eyes almost as sharp; he watched Fei and Elly with a smug smile on his face.
"Citan" Fei spoke. "What's that?" Fei pointed to a wall covered up in dried up blood and some kind of bloodish colored vine with a tinge of green. In the middle was a screen, with a key board hanging close by, almost invisible for the vine and blood.
Citan walked up to where Fei was pointing, and stopped when a bolt rolled up to his feet. The door that kept them from the Reaper's was beginning to give away.
Citan looked at the door, concern written all over his face, then back to the screen and touched the keyboard. It shot to life, and Citan flinched back; the screen black, writing beginning to fill in the emptiness.
Citan felt someone approach behind him, it was Jaocubi. His face empty of any reading, but altogether curious.
A/N: I hope you guys like this chapter, sorry I missed a day. I had a doctors appointment, I'll have chapter three up soon.