Author's Note: I'm back after trying to be inspired some more. Anyways, let's get on with the story, shall we??
Stoopid Disclaimer: Yea, yea. I don't own a single thing in the story… Maybe one.
The 18-year-old stood up and picked up her weapons. She dug her hand into the bag of stones and brought out a handful of them. She cautiously walked to the Winnebago and waited for a moment.
Silence. It filled the air. The Satanist laid down on the floor of his, once called, bedroom as he was tired and err, boiling. And if anyone was near him, he can sense a dangerous aura that could scare the heck out of him. Pity the poor fellow whoever was near him.
"Crash!" Sounds of glasses that were being shattered took over the atmosphere. It jolted Mudds to stand up.
"Crash!" There it was again. And he saw stones on the floor near the Bago kitchen.
Noodle giggled, like a child, as she continued carrying out her duty. At the same time, an exhausted Mike wandered into the carpark of Kong Studios. He stopped in his tracks as he spotted his little owner committing a sin.
"Eep! Eep! Ohh! Ohh! Ahh! Eep!" ("There she goes again!") The monkey chattered to himself.
He skipped towards his owner and tugged at the bottom of the shirt. She paused her 'diabolic plan' and looked down to see her primate, sulking and frowning.
"Not now, Mike-san. I'm busy." She shooed her pet away. Mike grunted in reply and disobeyed his master.
The teen just rolled her eyes and tossed the empty bag away. She picked up her expensive, branded, original, baseball bat and struck a pose.
The Bass Slayer took long strides to his refrigerator and grabbed the white handle of it.
She went into the front of the vehicle and swung the heavy object with all her might.
"Crash!" There goes one of the headlights. Ooh, Uncle Old Murdoc is so going to scream about this once he finds out.
The smelly, old man stopped and stared at the direction of the sound. He couldn't see the Guitarist as she was too short, which was a good thing.
"Wot 'e hell is goin' on 'ere?!" Murdoc bellowed at the top of his lungs. Oh, now he was fuming, but that didn't stop Noods from performing the finale. She had to complete her mission by breaking the other headlights.
She sprinted to other headlights and got ready for another shot. Mike closed his eyes and ears for his own sake. The British fellow kicked his door open and stepped out of his once called, home sweet home. His eyes began scanning the area. Once again, there was silence.
Silent Hill, one of my favourite game and movie. My first favourite is Kingdom Hearts 2!! I didn't play the first one, that's why. Try Tenchu too. Well, writing stories isn't just one of my past times. I guess I've got loads of stuffs to do everyday. Anyways, R&R, please?? :)