Post by Koutetsu on Aug 5, 2006 14:54:38 GMT -5
Koutetsu arrived after some time traveling in a city. 'Is this the city I've been looking for?' he pondered to himself as he walked the streets. 'This place, these people, all so meaningless. Once I'm done in this world, these people won't even be memories.'
He continued walking past many people and places. He guessed based on the activity he was seeing it was the afternoon. He didn't know for sure because he had no need or desire to know specific times of day. Many people stopped and looked at him as he passed. Was it because he was a strange new person walking around without a shirt on? He knew and cared not. He just kept moving looking around taking in the sites. Trying to find 'that place' he was looking for.
'This is a nice sized city. It kind of reminds me of...' his thought stopped dead and a pain ran through his body. 'I don't have time for the past.' he thought as he regained his composure. That place, that time, those people. They were in the past. They weren't important now. What was important was getting out of here. After that, anything would suffice. But, until then, nothing else matters.
As he was walking he came to a large building. He could hear alot of noise inside. He wasn't sure what was going on in there and normally wouldn't care but, his boredom and curiosity took him over and he entered. He didn't know or care but he had walked right into the city's largest bank.
As soon as he walked in a man pointed a gun at him. "Can't you's see we's robbin' this joint? You's best turn around and walk away while's I'm feelin' nice!" he said with the gun to Koutetsu's head. Koutetsu let out a quiet but evil laugh. With speed this poor bank robber could never have imagined, Koutetsu kneed him in the gut, causing him to drop his gun and fall to the ground in pain. A few women on the other side of the room cheered. This however, alerted the crony Koutetsu had just beat up's leader to come out and play. This man had a sub-machine gun.
He pointed it at Koutetsu, as if trying to scare him. He quickly realised it wasn't working and began to fire. Koutetsu quickly summoned his sword and began rotating it over his head. As a dark hemishpere of energy formed around him some of the hostages realised this 'hero' wasn't a hero at all. As the bullets his the shield, they stopped dead in their tracks. Then after a moment of silence in the room.......they scattered. The bullets flew off the shield in every direction.
Bullets rained down on the room like death itself. The first gunman was the first to die by this ruthless counter-attack. Next went the leader. Then many of the previous hostages were killed in the deathstorm. After a few moments the bullets stopped raining. A few survivors crawled out of hiding spots and attemped to sneak out, but Koutetsu wasn't having that. He wanted to kill, and he wasn't going to stop until he was satiated.
Koutetsu quickly dashed around the room stabbing his vlade through the skulls of every survivor. No one was spared, not a man, woman, or child. As he left, just to make sure he didn't miss anyone, he slashed his blade and unleashed waves of dark energy which caused the entire structure to collapse on itself. No one without extraordinary powers like himself could have survived. Feeling a little better he walked towards the exit of town, realising this isn't where he wanted to be.
He continued walking past many people and places. He guessed based on the activity he was seeing it was the afternoon. He didn't know for sure because he had no need or desire to know specific times of day. Many people stopped and looked at him as he passed. Was it because he was a strange new person walking around without a shirt on? He knew and cared not. He just kept moving looking around taking in the sites. Trying to find 'that place' he was looking for.
'This is a nice sized city. It kind of reminds me of...' his thought stopped dead and a pain ran through his body. 'I don't have time for the past.' he thought as he regained his composure. That place, that time, those people. They were in the past. They weren't important now. What was important was getting out of here. After that, anything would suffice. But, until then, nothing else matters.
As he was walking he came to a large building. He could hear alot of noise inside. He wasn't sure what was going on in there and normally wouldn't care but, his boredom and curiosity took him over and he entered. He didn't know or care but he had walked right into the city's largest bank.
As soon as he walked in a man pointed a gun at him. "Can't you's see we's robbin' this joint? You's best turn around and walk away while's I'm feelin' nice!" he said with the gun to Koutetsu's head. Koutetsu let out a quiet but evil laugh. With speed this poor bank robber could never have imagined, Koutetsu kneed him in the gut, causing him to drop his gun and fall to the ground in pain. A few women on the other side of the room cheered. This however, alerted the crony Koutetsu had just beat up's leader to come out and play. This man had a sub-machine gun.
He pointed it at Koutetsu, as if trying to scare him. He quickly realised it wasn't working and began to fire. Koutetsu quickly summoned his sword and began rotating it over his head. As a dark hemishpere of energy formed around him some of the hostages realised this 'hero' wasn't a hero at all. As the bullets his the shield, they stopped dead in their tracks. Then after a moment of silence in the room.......they scattered. The bullets flew off the shield in every direction.
Bullets rained down on the room like death itself. The first gunman was the first to die by this ruthless counter-attack. Next went the leader. Then many of the previous hostages were killed in the deathstorm. After a few moments the bullets stopped raining. A few survivors crawled out of hiding spots and attemped to sneak out, but Koutetsu wasn't having that. He wanted to kill, and he wasn't going to stop until he was satiated.
Koutetsu quickly dashed around the room stabbing his vlade through the skulls of every survivor. No one was spared, not a man, woman, or child. As he left, just to make sure he didn't miss anyone, he slashed his blade and unleashed waves of dark energy which caused the entire structure to collapse on itself. No one without extraordinary powers like himself could have survived. Feeling a little better he walked towards the exit of town, realising this isn't where he wanted to be.