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Post by Terror on May 22, 2006 21:33:10 GMT -5
Terror stood halfway on the stairway of a subway track. Under his hood his eyes were locked on a young boy of about 15. The creature had been following this boy around all day as it was. When the child was out of sight, Terror made his way down to the subway. "You live your life on the surface, my brother.. I will live in the darkness..." He shoved his gloved hands into his pockets making his way to a train.
The train stopped, doors opening. Terror walked onboard taking a seat. He got a few stares by everyone, then it got bad. One kid stood up and walked up to him. "Yo, man... Why you got all that clothing on? Somethin to hide? You ugly as all hell man?" The kid said to him. Terror smirked under his hood, grabbing it. "As a matter of face.." He pulled down the hood, his twisted visage showing. "I am!" The train had just come to it's next stop at this point, the boy running from his twisted grin. "And that is why I am known as Terror."
He placed his hood back up and walked off the train into the crowd. Well what would have been a crowd if everyone had not run away in fear. A solitary figure walked down the stairs into the subway with him. "Hmmm..." He placed his hand in his black locks.
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Post by cazz on May 24, 2006 19:24:07 GMT -5
Cazz laughed to herself. Least that one guy had shown up that little punk. God, did she hate kids. He had only just got on the train, and she felt an immedate liking to. Not many times did she meet people who were comfortable with whatever disabilaties they had. Then she thought, what did he show that punk ass that made him run. These were the times she hated being blind. Maybe a beta, she thought, or maybe a freak. She'd take her chances. She got up and tryed her best to find where he was sitting, Cody guiding her in any possible direction. As she felt his presence she asked quietly, "So what're you hiding that makes the children flee?"
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Post by Terror on May 24, 2006 19:31:09 GMT -5
Terror just looked at her. "Your blind... hmmm." He chuckled to himself. "I'm ugly... a hideous shell of what I once was.... I look like a monster peiced together from the grave." He said pulling down his hood. No one else was around, they had all run in fear, and this woman can't even see. Nightmare jumped into his arms. "It's ok, Nightmare... you are safe." He petted his cat.
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Post by cazz on May 24, 2006 19:36:17 GMT -5
"Ugly monster, huh?" She shook her head "Well I guess your lucky I'm blind then." She gave him her best smile, "I'm Cazz, yes I'm blind, and," she sniffed the air, "you have a cat." She rubbed her own dog and continued to think. "For an ugly grave monster thingy, you have a nice voice, soothing." She was a bit embaressed, usually she handed out insults, but this guy seemed to know where she was comming from...well sorta.
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Post by Terror on May 24, 2006 19:41:33 GMT -5
Terror leaned back in one of the Subway chairs. "My name... is gone... My true name is long gone... Nowadays they call me Terror." He closed his yellow gleaming eyes, his head leaning back on the seat. He still held his cat. "And this is Nightmare..." He then gave a few sighs. "My voice is the way it is, because... I used to be good looking... I used to have girls on me all the time.. but then... beta screwed me one..." He growled.
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Post by cazz on May 24, 2006 19:50:55 GMT -5
Cazz's ears perked up, did he say beta? "I knew we weren't that different, I'm from beta too. Screwed you one? Don't you think the powers or whatever they are, don't you think they're like, the greatest thing ever?" Her hands shot forward, opposite the subway cart, and she heard the plasma leaver her hands and burn a hole in the cart. "I couldn't do that before." Then her shoulders shrugged and she hunched forward, her head in her hands. "You still sound goodlooking, if that hellps your ego. Hey, is your cat hungry? I found somesorta sandwhich earlier, smells like fish, I can't really tel. Cody won't even look at it." She dug in her pocket,"do you think it would eat this?" she asked as she held it out toward the boy.l
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Post by Terror on May 24, 2006 19:55:39 GMT -5
Terror smirked. "Well.. the powers... for me they aren't worth the cost..." He looked over at her. "But... Beta's... if we could band all our kind together, then... we could rule NYC... hell screw that.. we could rule the world.." He chuckled, sitting straight back up. Nightmare then jumped, snatching the food from her hands and quickly downing it. "I'll take that as a yes." His scarred hand, moved some rogue black locks from his face. He then stood up, walking over to the hole in the cart. "Hmmm.... Your skill is certainly impressive.. all I can do is make bone weapons from my arms... they are pretty deadly..."
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Post by cazz on May 24, 2006 20:09:28 GMT -5
"rule the world" she whispered to herself. Her father always talked about the mob ruling the world, how he was shipping drugs to everywhere on the planet, but this boy, he made it sound so real, so possible. "Bone weapons huh?" she touched her own arms, feeling the bone, "Thats sounds pretty -BEEP- cool, and painful." The munching of the cat echo and she laughed, "glad someone's eating." As Terror had left his seat, she felt colder and more alone. She wanted to get up and follow him, but she would not. She clutched the seat, her nails sinking into the plastic. His voice was so, so, well she couldn't explain it. She wanted him to talk again. "Have you talke dto any of the other beta teens?"
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Post by Terror on May 24, 2006 20:16:28 GMT -5
Terror turned back around. "I have been following a few... looking for the right moments to strike... when their at their most vulnerable points.. to strike up this deal.." He smirked. "Think about it... the world, ruled by the very thing it hates... abnormality.." Terrence had always been a born leader. He had lead a small gang back when he was still human for a while. "I do feel cursed by my horrid form, but... I feel also blessed with the hope I have a new oppertunity to rule this world.
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Post by cazz on May 25, 2006 15:07:39 GMT -5
"I don't think attacking them is a real smart plan there, monster boy. Some of those teens, man they got some good sh*t. One girl can start fires, like without a match or nothing, I don't think you wanna get tangled up with that." Cazz could already hear her stop, and smell the subway station, even though the conductor hadn't spoken yet. She got up, waiting, Cody still close at her side. She twirled on the pole, laughing at the dizziness. "This is New York, good luck trying to defeat anyone here." She burned a whole in the floor, spiting through it and hearing it land on the cold metal floor. "But," she said as she looked up at him..where ever he was, "there is a difference. You could have power," she shot the plasma a few inches from his feet, "or you could have respect." She sat on the floor, letting her foot dangle in one of the holes, the wind rushing around it. "Whats so great about this world anyway? You've had your chance, you were a beautiful guy and now your not. I'd think it would be the scientist who you'd want to destroy, being as it was the world that made you gorgeous."
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Post by Terror on May 25, 2006 19:15:16 GMT -5
Terror smirked. "No, You misunderstand me... I am not going to attack the teens, but striking is merely a metaphor for... well bargaining with them..." He then formed his hand into a bone blade. "And for the scientists... I took a great deal of their blood unto my arms... I think their debt is repaid..." He then, with ease, sliced apart one of the poles with his arm, the peices clanking on the ground. "And why would I rule this world? Because I can... and those who have the strong powers... they could be coerced into joining my alliance..." He chuckled, starting to sound like the monster he now claimed himself to be. "Respect? Respect is nothing... Fear rules... Terror will rule." He then took a seat again. "Isn't that right, Nightmare?" He said, the cat mewing darkly as he said this.
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Post by cazz on May 26, 2006 14:09:22 GMT -5
"Respect if will get you somewhere." She got up as the train slowed, "If they fear you, and don't respect you, you'll be a joke." She headed toward the subway doors. "But, if it's an alliance your looking for, you can count me."
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Post by Terror on May 26, 2006 18:55:04 GMT -5
Terror smirked. "Excellent..." He stood up, pulling up his hood. "There is an old abandoned building in the Brooklyn... it is just across from the Brooklyn subway entrance... that for now if my base of operations."
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Post by cazz on May 26, 2006 18:59:34 GMT -5
She grinned, "Sounds like you got this whole thing mapped out." The subway doors opened and Cazz hesitated,"Should I go with you now?" She placed her hands on her hips, "Or would you rather be alone?"
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Post by Terror on May 26, 2006 19:08:32 GMT -5
Terror looked to the ever darkening streets. "...I wish to... be alone for a while... you may take refuge there for tonight if you wish... but Terror still must tie up a few ends before I go home." He said, sitting back down on the seats.
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Post by cazz on May 26, 2006 19:19:31 GMT -5
Cazz shrugged. "I've got my own...no wait I mean, Cazz has her own battles to fight. Haha, it's fun talking like that." She shoved her way through the crowd and growled and the nerby children. "By Terror. And do me a favor, scare all these punks off the train."
A little kicked her in shin, "You're the punk, blindy!" Cazz'z hands produced the plasma as she held onto the child's shoulder. He cried in agony and she laughed. The train started to beep and she went through the door. "Bye" she said as she dissapeard into the crowd.
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Post by Terror on May 26, 2006 19:26:07 GMT -5
Terror smirked and looked at the kids. "You touch me and Uncle Terror will give you a scare you won't soon forget." He said, smirking under his hood.
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Post by Drake on Jun 6, 2006 20:46:11 GMT -5
Another solitary figure also went outside the door and followed Cazz. He quickly pulled out a silenced 9mm Sig 220 and tucked it in his pockets. He wore a hood, and there was a knife sheathed under his overcoat. He moved quickly towards Cazz, and reached into his pocket....
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Post by cazz on Jun 6, 2006 20:54:04 GMT -5
She had heard the footsteps first. The played in her ear like a tape recorder, over and over. She spun around, thinking it was nothing more than a child back for more. "Now now, you wouldn't attack a Blind kid, would'ja?" She asked, her head tilted down in the slightest.
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Post by Drake on Jun 6, 2006 21:02:42 GMT -5
The teenager made no reply. Instead, he jabbed the silencer of the gun into Cazz's neck. He cocked the hammer, which loaded a 9mm bullet into the breech. "Don't move. Make a movement, and you'll be sorry."
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