Post by Cloud Strife on Jul 15, 2008 1:08:41 GMT -5
The mans hand is still extended to Mickey, who is unsure what to do. He begins to raise his hand when laughter snaps the silence of the night. Both men turn quickly to see who is laughing. And it is none other than me, CloudStrife. The laughter is coming from me, and it is the usual sadistic laughter that I Have taken to lately. Mickey charges at me, but stops dead, just before impaling himself on the tip of my sword.
Cloud:You really are a fool Mickey. If I was here to attack you I would have not made my presence known. Now back off you stupid little boy.
My greenish blue glowing eyes bore into Mickey as he considers continuing the attack, but then decides the better of it. The evil smirk plays on my lips, then my eyes turn to the dark figure that plagued Rey last week, the same familiarity that is plaguing Mickey tugs at my mind.
Cloud:I want the both of you to hear this, and hear it well. I have noticed an upswing in the morons that are out to get DHS lately. Do yourselves the favor and just give up, lay down, and accept the inevitable. That being we will destroy the rotten, festering, trash that is floating about bringing down the REW. Why is it that none of you can see what we are doing is for the better?
Mickey:So both T and Sweet lying up in this hospital is for the better?
I start to laugh again, hysterically this time. After awhile I manage to subdue myself.
Cloud:Of course it is! Sweet was nothing, look at how easily we took him down! And as for T, he came back not 100% and payed the price for his stupidity! A fool who won't realize the limits of his own body doesn't deserve pity, or mercy! He got what he deserved, at my hands no less. The resurrection is coming and no one can stop it.
My eyes which had been moving between both men snap back to the dark figure as he takes a step forward.
Cloud:And you who say you have been in DHS in the past. You think that really gives you an advantage? You think it matters. Each incarnation is different. And you are a fool to go against us. Hey I have an idea, why don't the both of you go back into the hospital and pick out beds. That way when we destroy you the staff knows where to put you!
I begin to laugh again as I put my sword on my back. My laughter is drowned out by my bike roaring to life. I step onto it and in a mass of smoke and squealing tires I tear out of the parking lot leaving both men there to try and get past the conundrum they are going through. Who knows if they ever will, since there probably isn't an ounce of intelligence between them.
Will Mickey accept the Dark Mans offer? Will it even matter? Stay tuned to find out.
Cloud:You really are a fool Mickey. If I was here to attack you I would have not made my presence known. Now back off you stupid little boy.
My greenish blue glowing eyes bore into Mickey as he considers continuing the attack, but then decides the better of it. The evil smirk plays on my lips, then my eyes turn to the dark figure that plagued Rey last week, the same familiarity that is plaguing Mickey tugs at my mind.
Cloud:I want the both of you to hear this, and hear it well. I have noticed an upswing in the morons that are out to get DHS lately. Do yourselves the favor and just give up, lay down, and accept the inevitable. That being we will destroy the rotten, festering, trash that is floating about bringing down the REW. Why is it that none of you can see what we are doing is for the better?
Mickey:So both T and Sweet lying up in this hospital is for the better?
I start to laugh again, hysterically this time. After awhile I manage to subdue myself.
Cloud:Of course it is! Sweet was nothing, look at how easily we took him down! And as for T, he came back not 100% and payed the price for his stupidity! A fool who won't realize the limits of his own body doesn't deserve pity, or mercy! He got what he deserved, at my hands no less. The resurrection is coming and no one can stop it.
My eyes which had been moving between both men snap back to the dark figure as he takes a step forward.
Cloud:And you who say you have been in DHS in the past. You think that really gives you an advantage? You think it matters. Each incarnation is different. And you are a fool to go against us. Hey I have an idea, why don't the both of you go back into the hospital and pick out beds. That way when we destroy you the staff knows where to put you!
I begin to laugh again as I put my sword on my back. My laughter is drowned out by my bike roaring to life. I step onto it and in a mass of smoke and squealing tires I tear out of the parking lot leaving both men there to try and get past the conundrum they are going through. Who knows if they ever will, since there probably isn't an ounce of intelligence between them.
Will Mickey accept the Dark Mans offer? Will it even matter? Stay tuned to find out.
