danp164 Posted February 25, 2011 Report Share Posted February 25, 2011 The marshal threw himself, shoulder first into the pane of coloured glass the served as a window to the disused store. The old glass gave way to the sudden brutal assault, exploding outwards as if expelling the death marshal from the store. Rolling hard away form the building, grimacing from the pain he brought the revolver up, sighted on the shattered pane of glass, waiting for the creature to dive out after him. A second passed, another, another. Tentatively the marshal rose, glass tinkling as it fell from his heavy leather duster. The marshal stood firm as a statue expecting the creature to dive after him at any moment. More silence. The marshal cursed under his breath, it was toying with him, it had been all night, since the chase began. Even now he could scarcely believe it, his recollection clouded by the insanity of it all. He could remember the girl, barely 8 years old, he remembered his partner approaching her, and then the blood, the flash of scissors, the girl taking off for the quarantine zone, since then and endless chase through the darkened, still streets. A noise terminated his recollection prematurely, a noise that couldn’t possibly have been, not this far out, and yet there it was again, a baby boys anguished cries. The girl-demon must have found a new victim. He took off in a sprint towards the cries. He found the source 2 streets down. A baby boy sat in the middle of the dusty street crying over a beheaded teddy bear. Years of training, of combat against hordes of shambling monsters all of it rendered impotent by the sight of a baby boy crying over his broken toy. The marshal forgot himself and approached, his revolver holstered. He didn’t make it within 5 yards, the monster had killed many of his kind, it knew its work well, iron bladed claws tore through the duster as if it were wet cloth, severing the marshal’s spinal column in a display of brutal savagery and precision, paralysis stifling the scream in the marshal’s throat, he fell where he stood, as he did his murderer came into view, has final thought “How... Undignified” Mr Teddy regarded Kade sat a mere few yards from the humans corpse, he could sense Candy step from the shadows before he saw her. He bent to gently pickup Kade in his arm, stomping over to candy and taking her by the hand with surprising gentleness given his appearance. He had warned Pandora a thousand times not to let the children out after dark on their own, but did she listen? Oh no, no matter how many times he stressed that it was dangerous for small children alone in these parts now that the monsters had come back “Silly Teddy” they would say, but when it all went wrong who did they all send to recover the little tykes? Mr Teddy made a mental note to have a serious talk with Pandora when they got home. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dark Alleycat Posted February 25, 2011 Report Share Posted February 25, 2011 lol love it...that is an awesome story. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xxXhayzelXxx Posted February 25, 2011 Report Share Posted February 25, 2011 AWESOME! Dude, that is brilliant! can we have more please??? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
danp164 Posted February 26, 2011 Author Report Share Posted February 26, 2011 Heh, gimme time, its hard to write into a universe where the subject material is a little sparse at times. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sliver Chocobo Posted February 26, 2011 Report Share Posted February 26, 2011 Nice work Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Er1k Posted February 26, 2011 Report Share Posted February 26, 2011 Loved the story, well thought out. Id love to hear more of Teddy and pals adventures Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
danp164 Posted February 26, 2011 Author Report Share Posted February 26, 2011 Come to think of it the next installment came pretty easily. Lilith rammed the blade through the reanimated corpse before her, slicing the blade upwards and savagely bisecting the corpse vertically. She watched the last hint of the Ressurectionist’s magic drift away from the now useless meat puppet as a waft of green mist rising upwards and seeking to reconnect with its master, the coil of magic turned the corner of the building before vanishing from view, the predator advanced on its prey. Ethan stood behind the wall, his breaths coming in short ragged bursts as he attempted to control his heartbeat to no avail, he had been out for a stroll, nothing more, perusing the quarantine zone for any signs of a hidden stash of books, maybe an artefact or two. James had told him the quarantine zone was full of the damned stuff just waiting of an enterprising Resser to go and collect it. He imagined James now, sat by a warm fire, laughing his fat ass off; the joke would be on him once Ethan returned with a newly found artefact of ultimate power! At least that had been the plan. Since running into two fine looking young things two streets back his night had gone from bad to worse to downright bloody awful. Everyone had heard of the infamous Seamus, the Mad Hatter with his coterie of undead harlots, Ethan fancied his chances with these young things. Oh how ill informed had that little side plan been, the simple plan of raising his legion… well even he had to admit 5 mindless walking corpses hardly constituted a legion… his contingent of undead monsters and setting them upon the two “Helpless” women had gone more than slightly awry. The women had dispatched his group with little more than idle annoyance and were now out for his blood, something Ethan was unsure he would be able to deny them. Ethan’s casual self reflection, and partial self denial, was suddenly and very rudely interrupted as a strong yet delicately feminine hand smashed through the solid brickwork mere inches from the side of his head, seized him around the mouth and drew her arm back sharply, crushing his head halfway into the wall, the great gout of claret and brain matter forming an airtight seal to the wall… her hand looked so pretty…. Pandora giggled as Lilith picked parts of brain and skull out from under her fingernails disdainfully. “I assume you found that funny sister?” “Oh truly hilarious, who ever thought running an errand for the Hag would be so fun?” “Or so time consuming…” Lilith responded looking up to the sky, the moon hung full in the tainted sky, brashly blasting its light through even the dense clouds native to Malifaux’s foul weather. “We told Teddy we would only be out for a short while; he’s been watching the children all day” “Aww but he is so fond of the little things I’m sure he won’t mind” “I don’t know” Lilith said doubtfully “He has seemed rather strange lately, still your right, he does have a soft spot for the kids” Pandemonium…. Mayhem…. Total Carnage, why oh why had he let them talk him into hide and seek. Black blood decorated the walls like a remake of some deranged artist that Mr Teddy vaguely remembered, tears and cries from both Kade and Candy while the unholy terror tots sung jeering songs at full volume. Things had been like this all afternoon, curse those girls, no sense of responsibility, just dump the kids on Teddy he won’t mind, well this was it, they were several hours overdue, the tots needed feeding and Kade and Candy needed to go to bed. Mr Teddy’s internal debate on what to do ended abruptly as Kade’s knife came sailing through the air and embedded itself in Mr Teddy’s thigh. Deadly silence Not a soul or creature with a lack thereof moved for a number of moments that seemed to stretch into multiple separate eternities. Mr Teddy withdrew the knife from his thigh, stomped over to Candy, wrenched the scissors from her hand, took Kade’s teddy and put all 3 of the offending items on the top shelf. He motioned with his clawed paw at Kade and Candy and pointed to the corner before repeating the motion to the tots and pointing to the opposite corner. As both sets of children opened their mouths to object, Mr Teddy let out an enormous roar that shook the very foundations of the house. The children wisely fell silent and did as they were told. They stood there for a further two hours while Teddy busied himself around their shelter. “Honey were home” Pandora called playfully as she stepped through the threshold and froze. Both sets of kids were still standing in opposite corners facing the wall, neither set moved an inch but that did not disturb or confuse her at all, little kids were wont to misbehave at times, no, what made her freeze was the sight in the middle of the room. Lilith stepped inside an instant later and was greeted by the same sight. Mr Teddy stood in the middle of the room, his bag packed with his trusty sewing kit, some spare stuffing and a few fabric scraps he kept for emergencies. He stomped past the reckless, irresponsible young women, thrust a note into Lilith’s hands and stormed out. Hastily scrawled on the note, probably by claw and blood were the two words “I’m Leaving!” Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Absolution Black Posted February 28, 2011 Report Share Posted February 28, 2011 #Thumbs Up! # Looking forward to more! Edit: My 'b' key wasn't working! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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