Sorry for the wait, I didn't have much time to write...school and a writers block. Also, I'll post character files and some scenes on Deviantart, since their description will ,probably, be terrible (working on it).
"...let's see what you got, Rake.'' and with that Beck ran toward the creature. Rake dodged the first swing and with blinding speed, almost cut Beck's arm off.
Beck grunted angrily, while dodging the next attack. He quickly blocked and countered the third attack with an downward-strike to the neck. Rake jumped backwards, ready to step forward and stab the moment the blade hit the ground. Beck stoped mid-swing and used the chance created by his last attack. He took a step foward and impaled the creature's shoulder. Rake, with a pained shriek and a few backward steps, got the blade out it's shoulder and with an angry look on it's face pulled back, hissing at him as it hid between the trees.
Beck used the temporary truce and checked his ripped off what was left of his shirt and tie, revealing a light gray turtleneck that was still in one piece but the sleeve and torso area were slowly getting red. ''Ok, it can repear itself, it's very tight and terrible as armor. Trendy's hard work is destroyed, but that's OK, I'm wearing useless armor that can repair itself. Once again, higher-ups know best... At least the pressure stooped the bleeding.'' he thought to himself while removing the garment in question and spraying the the bottle's content on his wounds.
In a few seconds the wounds were all closed up. ,,Better.'' he said as he turned around, checking his surroundings, waiting for the creature to come out of hiding. Slowly moving away from the trees, katana raised and ready to strike or deflect, Beck took a quick glance at his cell phone. There were no new messages or phone calls but the clock showed it was 01:28 a.m.
''If I end this quickly I can get back to HQ in, about, 15-20 min. and get some sleep. But that would mean...'' a sudden shriek immediately turned his focus on the jumping form of Rake. He jumped aside and managed to dodge the attack but the time it took him to balance himself, after a terrible landing on one leg, gave his opponent an oppourtunity for another attack. And the Rake didn't waste a moment to do so. Leaping towards it's target, Rake tryed to sweep his head off but missed because Beck feel (was it on purpose or an accident is a secret he would take to his grave). Rolling sideways Beck got up on one knee and barely managed to block Rake's second attack, then third and fourth... After a few more strikes Rake tryed to stab him but Beck rolled on his back and kicked it away. Both opponents got up and sprinted deeper into the park, trading strikes, stabs and bites. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of metal and claws hiting each other, heavy breathing and when one the fighters missed; ground and tree parts flew everywhere, trash cans and benches were knocked over or cut to pieces. Rake was attacking relentlessly but Beck just kept blocking and avoiding, paying less and less attention to the fight and more focused on his phone. After a few more failed attacks Rake stoped and pulled back. It heard something, a loud and annoying sound the humans with guns used to announce their presence. Beck also heard the police sirens so he sheated his blade and walked away. "Disappointing." he said, more to himself, while the creature lowered itself to the ground.
''How the hell did a weakling like that got a 2 star rank?'' he continued to talk to himself, so he didn't hear the sound of running footsteps. Rake sprinted towards him, claws raised and ready to stab it's prey in the back, but Beck turned and grabed Rake's claw, stooping the sneak attack and ripping of the creatures arm in the process. Rake let out a short yell before it was sent flying with a follow-up kick to the head. Rake's body crash landed through the park wall where it fell unconscious in the rubble. Beck squeezed the light brown arm and watched the clawed fingers twitch for a few seconds before he went towards the rubble to finish it. After the gap between them closed he drooped his katana, knelled down and used the claws to impale the creature's heart. Rake's skinny body twitched when the clawed fingers pierced what was left off it's life and, with a final gasp, it went limp. Rake's jaw was wide open revealing the remains of the creature's last meal, a small bird stuck inside it's sharp deformed teeth. He quickly dug a small hole and placed the bird's remains in it. Beck took a small blue bottle and a lighter out of his pocket, dragged the corpse out and checked the rubble for blood and anything else that could indicate the creatures existence. A losse tooth and a few bloody wall fragments joined the corpse in a pile that was covered with a blue liquid.
"Rest in peace.'' came out silently as he set the pile on fire. A blue flame rose up and engulfed everything the liquid touched in a matter of seconds. Beck covered the burnt ground with rubble and dirt. Satisfied with his work he went to pick up his weapon and discarded garments while the sound of police sirens drew closer and closer. One swing took most of Rake's blood off the blade, leaving few small stains but he didn't bother removing them before he sheathed the weapon. The young swordsman quickly set his ruined shirt on fire, put the turtleneck back on and ran towards the exit, knocking over one of the police officers that came to inspect the commission.
"What the...'' and "Hey you, stop!'' were the only things Beck heard as he ran past the policemen and their vehicles; focused on the group of curious neighbors that left the security of their homes; just satisfy their curiosity. Two of them even attempted to stop him, but their motivation vanished when one of them ended up with an open stomach and the other one got his arm cut off. The site of blood and the sound of someone screaming in pain was universal sign of trouble for most people. The crowd panicked and tried to get away from him, which turned into a very deadly version of tag. Those who weren't cut or stabbed already, tried to hide or throw something at their assailant. An old man tripped a pregnant woman and left her to get killed as a decoy but his plan backfired. Beck ignored the woman and caught up to him, cut his legs off and stomped his head into a bloody pulp while the crowd cleared. The old man screamed and begged for mercy but his attacker just continued furiously stomping until the man's head splattered, spilling blood, bone and what was left of the man's brain on the road. Beck steeped on one of the rolling eyeballs before he turned his attention to the pregnant woman.
Without the crowd blocking their vision the police saw a tall, muscular, brown haired boy among the corpses, stomping an old man to death. That, combined with the woman screaming for help, was enough reason for them to open fire, but the bullets simply passed through him. The police officers were shocked when the attackers body started to fade away but when three of their colleagues got beheaded by an invisible force, they ran like everyone else. One of them tried to hide in a dark alley, only to get cut in half by the mysterious swordsman. Beck didn't pay much attention to the chaos he created, he was more interested in the policeman's corpse; the corpse in question wasn't bleeding and there were no blood stains on Beck's weapon or the alley. Beck took out his cell and quickly typed 6604 before hitting the call button. The phone ringed once and then stooped, leaving only a black screen with a small cross-hair icon on it.
"And here I thought cop's shouldn't sleep on duty." he said while the corpse liquefied and merged back into an officer. "Very funny." officer replied dryly. Beck looked him in the eye before he bowed down in apology. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience I caused to you and your people, but it was either this or prison and unwanted attention." The officer seemed to be taken aback by the apology and then he started yelling. "That's all you got to say?! Sorry! You just showed up and ruined our lives to cover you're ass." Beck winced and tried to say something but his accuser wasn't finished. "We, slimes, might be impervious to physical injury but that's pretty useless when our cover is blown."
"I'm aware of that. That's why I called a specialist to help you. Here, take my phone. It'll notify you when the specialist gets here." The officer was still angry but he took the phone. "What are we supposed to do until he gets here?" Beck was dumbfounded by the question "You're a cop, right? What would you usually do in this situation?" The officer smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. "Oh, right..." While the officer radioed for backup, Beck ran through the alley and disappeared into the night.
The clock in the lobby shoved 02:00 a.m. when Sally fell asleep, but Kat was still wide awake. She leaned back in a nearby chair and watched the brown haired child rest on the sofa, curled up under the old trench coat, as if she was trying to hide herself from the world. Splendor and Slendy were looking for something behind the bar, Sex busied himself with picking his teeth and Trendy simply wrote something into a nearby complaint book. ,,So, what happens now?'' she asked herself.
"Sweetie, relax, we won't hurt you. We're just waiting for Beck to show up before we can get this whole thing sorted out.'' Trendy's sudden voice message inside her head made her jump out off the chair and wake up Sally in the process. Splendor looked over the counter to see what happened but Sex made circular motion with his tentacle and pointed towards Kat with it. Apparently satisfied, Splendor went back to his search. Kat, still baffled, tried to rationalize everything that happened that night.
"Am I dreaming? If this is real, then I'm going to get killed. No, no, this is just a messed up dream. There's no way I just meet a ghost; nearly got killed by a Freddy Kruger-zombie; and now I'm stuck in who knows where with four faceless men with tentacles growing out of their backs. What's next? My skin will peel off, revealing that I had bugs under it?"
"No, babe, this isn't a dream. But we are telepathic, so you might wanna stop thinking about dark stuff. Find a happy place, relax. And if that doesn't help I'll give you girls a nice massage.''
Sex's words, and tentacles going towards her chest, managed to snap her out off the disgusting mental picture; but she got near Sally, ready to run away with her if situation got any weirder. Sally looked around, looking for any sign of trouble. The weak sound off bells ringing made the girls turn to see Splendor walking towards them with two cups, filled with hot chocolate, if the smell was anything to go by, shaking his tentacles gently. The sound was weak but it somehow made them fell calm and happy, it felt like all of their fear was just melting away. Everything seemed peaceful as they sipped the warm beverages, lost in their little fantasies.
,,Senior agents: Splendor, Slender and Sexual Offender Man, please report to the directors office immediately. Emergency response unit prepare for deployment. Code 15, repeat, code 15, this is not a drill.'' the building speaker's message echoed through the lobby, abruptly ending the moment. Splendy frowned as he fixed his polka dot jacket, and then he simply disappeared with Slendy and Sex.
,,So except telepathy, you can also teleport?" Kat finally asked.,,Yes." Trendy replied ,,But those aren't the only things we can do. We can also..."
,,Wait a sec, if you're telepathic, then how did you hear that announcement?" Kat interrupted. Trendy didn't seem to mind as he tilted his head upwards, revealing a pair of small holes under "his" chin.
,,Are those your ears?" Sally asked "Yep, they have ears under their chin, can teleport, read minds and stimulate certain emotions, among other things." said a familiar voice. Trendy and the girls turned around to see Beck entering the lobby. Kat and Sally finally saw the weird swordsman's appearance.; a tall, muscular, brown haired young man. He looked like a normal person but the violent look in his dark blue eyes was off-putting to the girls. Trendy, on the other hand, walked up to him tentacles raised and knuckles cracking. Beck stayed still for a few seconds and then ran towards the bar but Trendy tripped him with a tentacle. Beck fell flat on the marble floor where he got tied up by Trendy's tentacles.
"I said I was sorry." he commented while being dragged towards the angry looking Trendy; who answered by smashing him into the floor repeatedly. While the two were distracted by each other, Kat tapped Sally and signaled towards the glass door. They approached the exit slowly, as the sounds of the floor cracking filled the room, trying to avoid detection but when Kat reached the door, she stooped. The world outside the door was a military base surrounded by mountains, isolated from the world. At that moment Kat pinched and, just in case, slapped herself. Her suspicions were confirmed, this wasn't a dream, she was wide awake and abducted.