Post by zeke on Jun 9, 2010 21:14:57 GMT -5
Mighty messengers-heathens rage
Witness our coming-gods of the dead.
I ride through the air-
I laugh as I die-with powers of evel
Dark knowledge is mine.
The ride of the wicked-
The firstst sin was trust.-
Kill without warning-for blood now
I lust
[/color][/size]Witness our coming-gods of the dead.
I ride through the air-
I laugh as I die-with powers of evel
Dark knowledge is mine.
The ride of the wicked-
The firstst sin was trust.-
Kill without warning-for blood now
I lust
Breathing heavily and covered with blood, Ezekiel Stone was a sight that would get even the bravest men to cower in fear. Add it to the pile of broken and mangled bodies surrounding him and it would have then crying for their mamma.
Yeah, the doctors had really made a number on him. He was everything they said he would. He was faster, stronger, meaner and madder. Well, madder was an understatement, when he was like this he was a freaking psycho who would turn apart anyone stupid enough to get too close. Like the Hulk on steroids, the angrier he got, the harder it became to get a grip of his sanity. Perfect example was the skull he was still bashing minutes after its unfortunate owner had stopped moving.
And then the world was still, everything around him fell silent and the screams for medic were just a distant sound that barely registered in his current state of mind.
But there was still a small part of him that desperately held on to a strain of sanity for dear life, this was the part that was telling him to calm down, to breathe again like a normal person would and ignore the intense flood of adrenalin that had his heart beating like crazy.
Closing his eyes, Stone concentrated on that inner voice and allowed it to bring him back from a world of psychotic madness.
Come back old man, those stooges need you.
And after a few minutes he started to come back to planet earth and let go of the murderous rage.
Opening his eyes, he saw the pile of mangled bodies around him. Did he do this? Had he alone commit such massacre? Yes, he did.
But there was no time to dwell on it, better them than him anyways. Someone of the team was hurt, that guy Sheppard, and by the looks of it he wasn’t going to make it.
But Zeke wasn’t a doctor, he was death, and he was flying the damn chopper.
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