Hey guy's chapter four took a while. College is rather time consuming and I had to work out some things with Ye ole' Beta Reader. Speaking of, he should be creating an account soon and will be posting his own story. I don't know when that is but be on the lookout. Also close to 500 views! Thank you so much, I know this isn't big, but this means more to me than I can muster without crying *wipes tear away* please continue to be awesome!

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Well here's the story…..

Chapter 5: Into the Dark weather…

The man stepped out into the open from the dark lit alleyway, and the crowd was taken back from his appearance. Shrieks echoed through the still plaza. The man stopped a few short feet away from me and stared into my soul with those menacing crimson eyes. This thing wanted blood, my blood. There was a deep hatred for me, seeping from this, this monster. I could only imagine what twisted and fucked up thoughts this monster had in store for me. But I couldn't lose. Not here, not now. I raised the gun and trained the sights on his heart, and tighten my grip on the pistol. The armored man lunged at me and I fired two bullets in quick succession, and they hit home. The man fell backwards to the ground and people shrieked from the gunfire.

The crowd quickly scattered and the plaza was empty except for me and the now dead monster. A slick black fluid began to spill from the monster and pool around it. This thing was definitely not human, but whatever it was, there was only one thing it was. Dead. I walked over to the deceased cop and searched for a phone and lucky me, he had one. I flipped open the phone and dialed Damien's number. Hopefully Damien would answer. The line rang for a few minutes and a distraught Damien answered the phone, in usual Damien fashion….

"Who the fuck is this?" asked a very disgruntled Damien.

"Damien!"

"Knick? Where the fuck is your phone? Why the fuck are you calling from this phone?" He asked in a none worried tone.

"Thousands of pieces-"

"Why in the sweet fucking Christ is your motherfucking phone destroyed? I thought you were going out for groceries? Damn it Knick what did you do launch your phone?"

"Will you shut the fuck up and listen? Damn it. There's this strange ass, crazy motherfucker that just tried to kill me. The weirdo is wearing some kind of armor and is shooting like this green laser. I need you to come pick me up,"

"Wait…where are you?" he asked, but something was off. His voice dropped low and serious. Something was up. And Damien knew whatever this thing was, it was deadly. Has he had a run in with this monster before?

"Damien…what the fuck am I dealing with?" I yelled into the receiver.

"Knick, where are you?"

I sighed, knowing when he gets like this that its best to just go along with him, "Daten City Plaza."

"I'll be there shortly and knick," he added.

"Yeah?"

"Don't get killed," and with that the line cut out.

After the click of the phone I grabbed the phone in frustration, tossed it up and punted it with all my strength. I watched as the phone soared across the plaza and over a building and listened intently. There was a crash as a window was broken and someone yelling obscenities. That was rather relieving. I don't know why, but it was. Damien was so frustrating at times; sometimes I wanted to wring his neck and beat him senseless. But through everything we've been through, and everything that I have experienced, Damien has been the only one to continuously stay in my life. He took me in when I my parents were killed. He helped me finish high school and get into college. If anything I owed him for everything. He was truly a friend. Someone I could turn to no matter what, and when I needed anything, I could ask him. So maybe…a brother?

I scratched the back of my hair and looked up to the sky. It was clear blue with a few lazy clouds creeping across the beautiful blue sky. I looked off across the Daten City skyline into the mountain ranges. The peeks of the mountain were covered with snow and loomed over the city. They seemed peaceful and I wondered what it would be like to live up on the peaks. But I preferred my life here, with Damien.

There was a faint rustling and the clinking of metal. I turned to see the monster back on its feet and the bullet holes close up. The beast took a step towards me and I raised the gun. Before I could pull the trigger the monster swiped at the gun with lightning speed and I watched in horror as half of the barrel fell to the ground with a loud clang. I tossed the ruined pistol to the side and went to punch the monster, but it stopped me mid-swing, catching my fist in its palm. He began to bend my wrist back, wrenching my arm forcing me to the ground. I winced in pain as I felt the strain on my arm being forced into my shoulder and causing me to kneel in pain.

"Give in Champion, there is nothing left to live for. Submit to the Colossus," the beast spoke, his German distinct and rough.

Colossus? What the hell was he going on about? Champion? This made no sense, this monster made no sense to me. But I knew I would die here, and there was no help at all.

The monster reared back and punched me across the face, knocking me to the ground. I landed face first, smacking my head into the cobblestone of the gravel. The beast kicked me in the stomach with so much force that I skidded across the ground and my back smacked into the fountain. I tried to regain my composure and sit up, but I knew I must have broken a rib and didn't want to risk impaling a lung; course at this point living seemed an impossible feat. I gripped my sides in pain and managed to make it to a knee, and strained to stand up. The beast stopped me, gripped firmly around my neck and lifted me off the ground with ease.

"Give in lord; make the suffering stop by accepting death."

"Fuck off," I strained.

The beast threw me again this time into the wall where I originally entered into the plaza. I hit the wall with a solid thud and fell to the ground, my vision failed me for a moment and my head swirled from the impact. The warm crimson dripped down from my forehead into my eye and the taste of iron filled my mouth. I spat up the blood and went to wipe the crimson liquid from my face, but instead, spread a warm slick substance. Pulling my hand away, I stared in disbelief as my entire hand was covered in slick blood. I look to the ground and realize my hand had been in the pool of blood and gore from the cop. I look to the right of me and within inches was the dead cop, his arm about a foot from his body and I stared into the chest cavity of the deceased cop.

I stared in horror. This cop was dead because of something I did. The beast just blew him away like nothing, no flinching. If he wasn't going to stop till he had me, then how many more lives were going to be sacrificed for my destruction? There was this burning sensation surging through my body. I felt the burning in my body I felt the day before, sharp, electric and deadly. Yesterday, I had a half-minded idea of this unknown power surging through my body, but this time I knew some of the power I had at my disposal or so I thought. I knew it was there, I felt it rising, building like steam in a closed container; waiting to explode. But lightning was not the only thing I had pent up, there was anger as well. Aggression, weariness, and distrust. I couldn't stand not knowing things and recently Damien has been more secretive than I appreciated. I was pissed, this man next to me was dead, I'm getting chased by an asshole hell bent on killing me, Damien's being a secretive asshole and I'm hungry. I felt an explosion inside of me, the stopper on this container had blown. I felt the surging, destructive power ripple through my body, the sparks were in my eyes once again and lightning was in my hand.

I breathed an air of freshness, not noticing I had risen to my feet, and looked to the sky. Dark, menacing clouds, began closing in a spiral formation, closing in on the blue directly above me. The clouds chased the blue sky until it was a small circle, then, nothingness. The entire sky was dark from the clouds. There was an eye blinding flash of light in the sky, followed by an ear shattering boom.

"Alright motherfucker, you want to play," I said, lightning converging in my palm, "let's fucking play."

Damien P.O.V

The sky quickly turned black above Damien as he ran through the back alleyways. He skidded around a corner and froze in place, and shot his gaze towards the sky. His head dropped and his shoulders sagged. The deep fear he possessed had come to pass. Could he make it Knick before he went berserk? Could he stop Knick from risking his life? Knick was playing with dangerous forces and even deadlier powers he has no recollection of.

Why did I wait? What was I doing? Preventing Knick from any harm coming to pass? This was bound to happen and I was selfish. I have to stop this.

Damien regained his composure, fixed his glasses and straightened a lock of hair that had gone out of place. He hefted the futuristic rifle in his hands and began running again, quickening his pace to reach his friend. He made turn after turn, snaked through the ins and outs of the alleys; almost getting lost. He reached a three way stop in an alley and knew he was where he was supposed to be. Filth littered the alley and even a few discontent bums littered the alley, some huddled against a fire in the brisk autumn evening. Damien knew he must go straight to get to the plaza, going around would take too long and there was not an easy way to through the wall. He began to look around, when a massive bolt of blue lightning illuminated the entire sky and the sound of screams followed after. Damien tried to ascertain what had just happened, but something stopped him.

In all cases of weather history, lightning is always accompanied by thunder, but where was it? A deafening boom cracked through the air, sending an ear shattering shock wave through the air. The force of the thunder threw Damien off of his feet and into the wall behind him, cracking the wall. The bums as well as much of the debris in the alleyways were blasted against the wall with massive force; that many of the inhabitants sunk to the ground unconscious or dead. Damien kneeled on the ground, hands to his ears, holding them from the shock. There was a malicious buzzing in his ears and his head pounded from the concussion of the blast. He dragged a knee under him and wobbly stood up straight, taking his pace slow to avoid falling off from his temporary ear loss.

Damien rested against the wall of the alley, observing the destruction from the shockwave and listened as a miniature war raged in the street over. Blood curdling screams and sirens wailed; the sound of concrete being crushed and walls being destroyed echoed through the air. Damien recollected himself and let some of his hearing return. He stood up straight and observed how he was to scale the ladder. He looked through the alley for something to help and found a dumpster on wheels that could be moved under the ladder.

He pushed the dumpster under the ladder and quickly scaled it to the landing. He climbed until he reached the roof and pulled himself up. This sight before him turned his stomach and made his heart sink. It was as If hell had been released upon the plaza. Several bodies, as well as dismembered limbs, littered the plaza and blood covered almost every inch of the plaza. Fires burned the ground and surrounding areas and the ground was torn to pieces. There was scorch marks on several of the buildings and the fountain that occupied the center was spouting water high into the air, soaking the surrounding bodies and dousing some of the fires. Some of the bodies stirred and others were crawling for escape, leaving blood trails and even leaving behind part of their intestines.

"What the fuck…" A look of terror swept across his face and disbelief as the true impact of the plaza sunk in. Damien's knees shook gently and his heart pounded in his chest. Damien's nose stung from the smell of iron and burning flesh and the sight festered anger in his heart. This was against everything Knick swore to protect and a complete waste of precious human life. Damien hefted his rifle closer and scanning for Knick, but he was nowhere to be seen. He decided to get closer and search the bodies for Knick but before he could a massive explosion went off approximately thirty meters down a road leading out of the plaza.

Damien staggered back from the edge of the roof and watched as several more explosions erupted down the road, breaking nearly all of the windows and destroyed several of the buildings. Smoke erupted, covering the majority of the road and the edge of the plaza. There was a yell of pain and seconds later burst through the smoke and flew across the plaza into the wall adjacent from the top of the building Damien stood on. A heavy buzzing sound filled the sky followed by a bright red beam, dispersing the smoke and headed straight for Knick.

Knick rolled out of the way just in time as the beam obliterated the building. Smoke filled the sky again, obstructing Damien's view of the scene. Damien watched as the hulking Colossus stepped into view from the road. The sight of this demon sank Damien's heart to the underworld. If this creature was here, that could only mean one thing.

The End has come sooner than Damien would have hoped for….far sooner.

End of Chapter 5

A\N:

Hello everyone, I know I put a little notice in the beginning of the chapter but I just want to say that this chapter took a slightly different route than anticipated, but I hope you all enjoy it.

If there is anything you wish to see, or see something happen please let me know! Im here for you guys! As well I'm planning to do an interview or more appropriately a Q&A. I have one ready for chapters 1-3, but want you guys to help me put one for 4-6 together.

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Mr. Michael R. Anderson