Post by Leon Sudeki on Dec 30, 2014 23:11:24 GMT -5
The park... A quiet place filled with wood chips, slides, and equipment for children. Leon stumbled through it. Injured and barely able to move. Passed the park he could see the entire Lightning Gang standing lined up... Behind them a sea of enemies. Leon was filled with a rush of urgency.
He tries to dash forward, but simply limps holding his side. He tries to cry out to them, but no sound besides a small inaudible 'no'. He realizes he is naked, except for bandages showing where his injuries were. Then to his right front another naked individual was charging with a pipe, swinging high and diagonal, Leon however would duck low and shoulder check the guy tossing him over like a football tackle.
Some strange pain vibrated through him, but he kept on. His friends waving at him at the ever distancing side of the park, and another person was attacking from his left front swinging a chain, Leon reached out a hand at the swinging chain wrapping it around his own arm, dragging the attacker in for a harsh head butt. Putting the guy to the ground.
Less pain, and Leon was limping faster, still unable to speak, as the sea of enemies got ever closer. Another enemy from straight on with a pair of brass knuckles takes a wild hook straight on, Leon leans back putting a foot into the guy's crotch grabbing the punching arm wrenching it down and twisting as his other arm goes up into the guys arm pit, dislocating the shoulder as he threw him to the side. No limping now, Leon was off at a jog.
"... no..."
He's able to say finally. The enemy is but a few inches from his friends, before Leon is swarmed by near thirty people, armed to the teeth. The fight would be intense and with every felled enemy he got stronger and healthier, until there was no one left. No one at all. Amongst the bodies was his own gang members. Allen, Yun, Bastion, Phoebe. All of them.
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Leon would awaken with a small fright sitting upright, breathing heavy. He'd look around realizing he was only in his own room. He would roll out of bed and head to the bathroom, he wasn't going back to sleep any time soon, so he did his business, washed his hands, splashed his face, looked in the mirror. Scars on the left side of his face...
"Not so weak, not so slow, not so stupid... Tch."
Leon would leave to his living room to work out.
He tries to dash forward, but simply limps holding his side. He tries to cry out to them, but no sound besides a small inaudible 'no'. He realizes he is naked, except for bandages showing where his injuries were. Then to his right front another naked individual was charging with a pipe, swinging high and diagonal, Leon however would duck low and shoulder check the guy tossing him over like a football tackle.
Some strange pain vibrated through him, but he kept on. His friends waving at him at the ever distancing side of the park, and another person was attacking from his left front swinging a chain, Leon reached out a hand at the swinging chain wrapping it around his own arm, dragging the attacker in for a harsh head butt. Putting the guy to the ground.
Less pain, and Leon was limping faster, still unable to speak, as the sea of enemies got ever closer. Another enemy from straight on with a pair of brass knuckles takes a wild hook straight on, Leon leans back putting a foot into the guy's crotch grabbing the punching arm wrenching it down and twisting as his other arm goes up into the guys arm pit, dislocating the shoulder as he threw him to the side. No limping now, Leon was off at a jog.
"... no..."
He's able to say finally. The enemy is but a few inches from his friends, before Leon is swarmed by near thirty people, armed to the teeth. The fight would be intense and with every felled enemy he got stronger and healthier, until there was no one left. No one at all. Amongst the bodies was his own gang members. Allen, Yun, Bastion, Phoebe. All of them.
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Leon would awaken with a small fright sitting upright, breathing heavy. He'd look around realizing he was only in his own room. He would roll out of bed and head to the bathroom, he wasn't going back to sleep any time soon, so he did his business, washed his hands, splashed his face, looked in the mirror. Scars on the left side of his face...
"Not so weak, not so slow, not so stupid... Tch."
Leon would leave to his living room to work out.
