Thread: Death Planet (DarkAngel76 and Kosmik_Khaos)

He expected anger from her, he expected her to lash out at him, but what he didn't expect was seeing the tears in her eyes. Even though she didn't shed a single one he could see them pooling. It also caught him off guard that she was more upset that he was planning on taking her safely to another town than him shooting her. Watching her for a moment longer it suddenly hit him like. She was like him. Always alone, no one sticking around. Suddenly a flood gate opened in his mind. A six year little boy stood crying in the streets covered in dust and debris, in his tiny hand was the hand of a woman who laid on the ground in a broken heap with half her face missing. Men in uniforms found him and carried him away screaming and reaching out desperately to the corpse. The last time he saw his mother. Flicker The same boy, now ten stood in a line at attention. All traces of the crying child were removed from his young face. Four years of reconditioning, education and training had changed the child into a living weapon. This was the final test before graduation. Of the remaining fifteen boys only one would live past the day. It was part of the process to make the best soldiers available. Flicker Flicker Twelve years. two hundred and seventeen confirmed kills. Flicker Flicker Fifteen years. Wars, death, violence, hate, rage, loneliness, contempt. FLICKER FLICKER FLICKER Seventeen years. Faces of the dead, faces of the soon to be dead. Cancerous melancholy eating away at the soul. FLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKER Nineteen years. War is over. The planet ended the fight with its death throes. The Earth no longer could sustain life. A mass exodus of humanity into the stars. Final kill count. 11,267. FLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKER Twenty years of suspended animation suddenly put to an end in a reality shattering crash that rained down the surviving human masses onto a shit hole planet along with the alien race they crashed into. FLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKER Three years. A man who finally found happiness. A smiling woman. A child. Life without conflict. FLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKER Six years. Darkness returns. All that was gained reduced to rotting flesh and ash. Woman, dead. Child, dead. Man....Alive on the outside. FLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKERFLICKER Twenty years. A pretty face with eyes full of tears. A feeling long forgotten....hope? The sound of bone against bone echoed somewhere far away in his ears. It took a moment to realize it was coming from him. His jaw was clenched so his teeth were at risk of cracking. Taking in a slow, deep breath he let it out calmly. I am not safe to be around for long. He answered her question in a voice that could barely be heard above the storm. Looking back to frowning girl he couldn't help but to smile. Cassidy. Turning to her looked her dead in the eyes. Lets make a deal Kaira. You stay with me until we arrive at the next town. If you don't like the feel of the place you are a grown woman, leave. If you choose to follow me out of there so be it. I won't turn you away, nor will I force you to stay. Saying his peace he looked up into the downpour letting the rain wash over his face. Those memories were something painful that he fought to forget everyday of his miserable life. Raising his hand to his mouth he tucked two fingers between his teeth and blew a shrill, very loud whistle. Waiting for less than a minute Bicona came stalking into view, her wet scales gleaming, and reflecting the light of the lightening. Kaira, this is Bicona, my friend. He said walking to the huge lizard beast and caressing her long snout. The monster nuzzled against his hand and let a thirty inch tongue snake out from her maw and wind around Cassidy's arm and up to his face licking his cheek. Enough of that. We have a guest who will be riding with us. Locking eyes with the creature he stared intently at it. No harm comes to her understand. He asked and the beast responded with a nod of its head. Good. Turning to Kaira he looked at the soaked girl and could see her lips turning slightly blue. We need to move fast. He said grabbing her by the hips and lifting her onto the back of Bicona. Mounting behind her he held the reins in one hand and wrapped the other arm around Kaira's middle holding her firmly against his chest. HEYAHH! He cried out suddenly and heeled Bicona into a full run. She easily managed the rough terrain at her ground eating pace. The ride was fast, but the furthest thing from smooth. After an hour of hard riding they came across a small cave, though it would be better described as a cubby. Being only fifteen feet deep, seven high, and eight across at the widest point it was dry. Fortune smiled on them, as in the back of the cave was a pile of dead branches and some tumble weeds. Going into the cave Cassidy quickly started a fire towards the entrance of the cave so not to smoke them out. As soon as the fire was made he started to strip down, first removing his weapons, then his shirt. Stopping he looked at Kaira for second. Take off your clothes. He said like it was the more normal thing in the world to tell a young woman you just met. Seriously, if you stay in those cold wet clothes you will get sick, if you already haven't so you can undress or I can do it for you. He said dropping his pants into a soggy heap around his ankles. Standing stark naked without an ounce of shame Cassidy spread out his clothes near the fire to dry. Even though he was thin, his body was very well toned, but the most eye catching thing was his skin. It was a spastic road map of violence. Scars ran across one another competing for space on his naked skin. Though what could one expect from a person with a thirty plus year history of violence.