[7] Assorted Groups - FoF Production Building

[Android-18]

Her feet moved of their own accord, in a backward motion that resembled a stumble. She held up her arms in an attempt to keep her balance while the ground vibrated and shook beneath her. This was too much, why had she even bothered to worry? Raditzu was acting like an overgrown child, instead of taking the situation seriously. Bardock had seemed to care little of the non-saiya-jin?s, he could have crushed them if they hadn?t moved. Was he insane? Or was he really that bad of a person? To think she had tried to find comfort in him, now she regretted their short meeting. She dodged a piece of cement that tumbled from above. It smashed into the ground and caused shards to fly in all directions. The elder Saiya-Jin was wreaking havoc, smashing with no hesitance; it was all she could do to get out of the way. Meanwhile, Raditzu took off away from the building. She had heard his mental order, but screw him! He could take care of his own things, like she was going to go make sure his armor was safe while he pranced off to enjoy his transformation. It was just like him to be selfish. A part of 18 was beginning to feel like leaving, then, it wasn?t like any of them would notice?

She couldn?t let her mind make up the matter; there was a reason for the Saiya-Jin?s madness. More zombies, why were there so many? An army of them came from the distance, and her Oozaru companion crushed and swatted at them like they were nothing. A group of the undead came from around the towering beasts, they converged on the android as if she were fresh meat. Where was Bojack? He had seemed so absent. Was she the only right minded person here? The android cursed and raised her fists. It was then that Bardock let out a primal roar that almost broke her ear drums. He spun from the building; she had noticed that for a moment he had seemed calm. Now he glared with burning eyes toward the zombie army and Raditzu. Well, whatever had happened, at least he wasn?t glaring at her. He took off, most likely to kill some undead butt, while she was left to fend for herself. The android sighed visibly and took what the Zombies gave her.

Well, at least they weren?t smart. The only disadvantage was that it was one against many, and they were revolting. The first of the group came at her with groaning stumbling attempts at trying to harm her. Pathetic. She slammed a fist into the first creatures face, the force of it sent its body flying and slamming into it?s buddies. They got up slowly, but she didn?t wait. The android felt annoyed, bothered, why did she always get the uninteresting parts? She shot her arms out on each side, her face a look of hatred, annoyance. Her ki shot up, the ground beneath her feet rumbled. Power began to form within her palms, while the group of zombies tried to make their way toward her in a stupid stupor. She pulled her hands together and let the two small orbs form into one. ?I?ll kill you all in one shot.? She said and a smirk appeared upon her lips. The power fluctuated along her arms and flowed into the sphere between her palms. She yelled as her power continued to rise, and the attack grew in strength. ?Final Flash!? She cried and shot her hands forward. The ball of ki shot forward and enveloped the group of undead with light and destruction. The updraft from the explosion shot against her and she raised her arms in front of her face to protect her eyes. As it died down she fell to her knees, sweat dribbled down her face and her breathing came fast. She had put a lot into that attack, but why? They were just zombies. She sighed and closed her eyes. She was just mad, mad at the world.

The dust cleared, and a look of disgust filled her eyes. ?Don?t you bastards ever die?? She cried and pulled herself to her feet. Although she had completely obliterated the ones that had attacked her, more had come to replace them. It truly was an army. Was this Brim?s way of trying to torment them? Or to get more ratings? Quite frankly the game felt like it was taking a dangerous turn. The fact that he had dragged them all into a prison for no reason?Weren?t they supposed to find the reason for the war? Instead they were all fighting and having personal conflicts. She sighed again and took out he first of the dead figures to approach. She fought, because that?s all she could do. Her arms flew up like they were separate beings, doing what they?ve done for so long. The rotten flesh tore with every impact. Zombies fell to the ground around her like flies. How many could she kill? They surrounded her, grabbed at her, formed piles around her. Her heart quickened, and all she could see was the death and the rot. All she could smell was the putrid puss and decomposition. She fought harder, feeling claustrophobic. Something inside her built up, boiled beneath the surface. She let out a cry and her power shot out around her making both disposed and fighting zombies in all directions. She stood with her chest heaving, arms at her sides. Parts of her clothing was ripped, blood covered her arms and legs, both hers and her enemies. They may be undead, but they knew how to bite and scratch with what they had.

She cursed again, her long hair fell into her eyes. She could kill them, but not forever. When would that damn false moon go away? She felt abandoned because it had turned her companions into giant apes. Bojack was no where near her now; perhaps he was off fighting a different group of zombies. Her group was growing smaller, but they came on as if hardly affected by their losses. If she could just kill them?If she could just kill them all. She straightened up. She could do it, she?d suffered worse enemies before. She raised her bloodied fists once more, she could take it all.

OOC: I?ll be posting again in a few.