12-20-2006, 07:16 AM
The two armies clashed front and center north of Hyperton Fortress as the Outcast General known as Cell Junior led the defensive line in standing put and await for the men to come crashing into them and breaking through their ranks.
The sound of death filled the eardrums of the men and women of both Dante and Outcast as they continued their ongoing struggle between one another, both returning blows and exchanging energy blasts back and forth.
In the center of it all stood the little winged creature, the General of the losing Unit who continued his fight despite the overwhelming odds.
?I won?t give up, I doubted myself for too long to give up now and accept defeat. The only defeat I shall accept is one brought on by death. No surrendering will be tolerated with myself,? roared the little freckled Outcast runt as he continued his defensive posture against the oncoming Dante Force.
With his blue energy sword in hand, Cell Jr. made quick work of most Dante men who crossed paths with the Cerulean Shelled Man who slashed with his sword as with such elegance and posture.
However Cell Junior was unsure if he was fighting a losing battle or a winning one, as he was unable to see anything due to his short size, to make matters worse, the bodies around him were stacking up one after the other making the floor a slippery one and unbalanced one.
?Need to end this quick,? mumbled CJ as he made his way around the battle looking for the opposing leader of Dante, all he could hope was he would see whoever it was and be able to take them out. Generally a Dante man who overwhelmed his allies and piled up the Outcast body count would be his guess but he was unable to find one.
In the search for the Dante General, a energy blast shot from a sniper rifle crashed into the chest of a Dante soldier who was standing beside Cell Junior as blood scattered outward from the man?s chest as CJ became covered in blood turning his body which was once blue with black freckles into a blue shell with red freckles.
{CRUNCH}
The lifeless body of the Dante soldier had toppled over and happened to have fallen on the winged Outcast leader as he was brought down to the floor by the sheer weight of the man twice his size and the flat footedness which caught the leader by surprise.
His energy sword had fallen out of his hand as the hilt bounced a few times before coming to a halt among the floor littered with bodies. Cell Junior was helpless as he struggled to lift the man off of him. There was nothing for him to do as he laid their helpless watching the men who stepped leapt over the body as it appear the Outcast leader had gone unnoticed among the dead.
Can it be? Thought Cell Jr. as he watched with each passing moment that no one had taken his head off or even blasted it in. CJ himself was unaware that from the soldiers above him he was unnoticeable as all that were visible was the head of the Outcast Commander, which happened to be covered in thick blood due to the man who?s chest exploded from the sniper shot and onto the little runt stuck below him.
All that was viewable to Cell Junior was the sky above, which by now was darkening as nightfall was closing in. The clouds were a dark gray perhaps rain was soon to be arriving, for all CJ knew, that would have been bad news to him. The blood gave him concealment among the dead, if it rains, his camouflage of blood which imitated his death among the real dead would wash away giving his hideout away.
For now all Cell Junior could do was wait and hope he would be freed.
The sound of death filled the eardrums of the men and women of both Dante and Outcast as they continued their ongoing struggle between one another, both returning blows and exchanging energy blasts back and forth.
In the center of it all stood the little winged creature, the General of the losing Unit who continued his fight despite the overwhelming odds.
?I won?t give up, I doubted myself for too long to give up now and accept defeat. The only defeat I shall accept is one brought on by death. No surrendering will be tolerated with myself,? roared the little freckled Outcast runt as he continued his defensive posture against the oncoming Dante Force.
With his blue energy sword in hand, Cell Jr. made quick work of most Dante men who crossed paths with the Cerulean Shelled Man who slashed with his sword as with such elegance and posture.
However Cell Junior was unsure if he was fighting a losing battle or a winning one, as he was unable to see anything due to his short size, to make matters worse, the bodies around him were stacking up one after the other making the floor a slippery one and unbalanced one.
?Need to end this quick,? mumbled CJ as he made his way around the battle looking for the opposing leader of Dante, all he could hope was he would see whoever it was and be able to take them out. Generally a Dante man who overwhelmed his allies and piled up the Outcast body count would be his guess but he was unable to find one.
In the search for the Dante General, a energy blast shot from a sniper rifle crashed into the chest of a Dante soldier who was standing beside Cell Junior as blood scattered outward from the man?s chest as CJ became covered in blood turning his body which was once blue with black freckles into a blue shell with red freckles.
{CRUNCH}
The lifeless body of the Dante soldier had toppled over and happened to have fallen on the winged Outcast leader as he was brought down to the floor by the sheer weight of the man twice his size and the flat footedness which caught the leader by surprise.
His energy sword had fallen out of his hand as the hilt bounced a few times before coming to a halt among the floor littered with bodies. Cell Junior was helpless as he struggled to lift the man off of him. There was nothing for him to do as he laid their helpless watching the men who stepped leapt over the body as it appear the Outcast leader had gone unnoticed among the dead.
Can it be? Thought Cell Jr. as he watched with each passing moment that no one had taken his head off or even blasted it in. CJ himself was unaware that from the soldiers above him he was unnoticeable as all that were visible was the head of the Outcast Commander, which happened to be covered in thick blood due to the man who?s chest exploded from the sniper shot and onto the little runt stuck below him.
All that was viewable to Cell Junior was the sky above, which by now was darkening as nightfall was closing in. The clouds were a dark gray perhaps rain was soon to be arriving, for all CJ knew, that would have been bad news to him. The blood gave him concealment among the dead, if it rains, his camouflage of blood which imitated his death among the real dead would wash away giving his hideout away.
For now all Cell Junior could do was wait and hope he would be freed.
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