Day One: Morning

[Hellfighter 17]

After a while on the ground, Seventeen stopped noticing the lights on his collar; there was just a blur circling around him. Finally, he remembered that, on his back, was a duffel bag. Taking it off and pulling it in front of him, he peered inside to see the contents. There was a large, metallic object that took up a bulk of the space, so he decided to take it out. It appeared to be a long tube with a handle at one end and a hole at the other. At the handle was a small trigger, which Seventeen decided to pull back. When he did so, a couple of small bursts of energy went flying into the sky, circling about one another but going straight along. This immediately startled him, with him falling back and the tube being thrown up into the air.

When the android’s head hit the ground, all was right in the world. The dirt on the ground mingled in with the hair at his neck. The dirt was quite cold, which made Seventeen relax and allowed him to let the joints in his body lube up. Within a couple of seconds, however, the metal tube was on its way down, straight for the man’s head. The dirt in his hair was too euphoric for him to register the oncoming impact, even though his eyes were wide open. Soon enough, though, it did not matter, for the tube was lying to the side and Seventeen’s eyes were closed.

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Seventeen, the possibly-maybe-who-knows? robotic-like-ness person, otherwise known as PMWK?-RLNP, was floating in the air. Just by a couple of inches, but that was not the point—the ground was not supporting his feet, which caused him to panic once he noticed it. ‘What the hell do I do?!’ he said, looking up to the sky. It was mauve in colour, and littered with clouds everywhere. Some of them even seemed to take a certain form, such as humanoids. These humanoids would move towards one another and, after a couple of seconds, start fighting. Seventeen could even swear that he heard cheering going on, but he could not tell where it was coming from. Soon enough, though, he saw Karl Jak on the ground, his forked tongue darting in and out of his snake head, and his hands were clapping, where they looked identical to a human’s.

Looking back into the sky, the ravenette, for his hair was raven-black-coloured and “ravenette” was the proper word for such people, saw that the fighting match was over. One of the fighters knocked the head off of the other, and out of the neck came a rush of gold and red. Speaking with his hands facing upwards and at his side, Karl Jak said, ‘See? Wasn’t that just right?’ Shortly after, the gold came rushing down, and it seemed to take the form of a ray of sunshine, drenching the left side of Karl. The red beam soon followed, and it took the form of blood, dropping on the right side of the snake-headed man. Oh, the narrator nearly forgot to mention: none of the blood mixed with the other side of Mister Jak, as though the ray deflected each droplet.

The two rays ran out quickly enough, leaving the host to be covered halfly in a golden aura that extended an inch or two off of his body, and the rest dripping in blood. Walking towards the android, he stuck out his tongue, and a drop of blood fell onto one prong while on the other a blob of brilliance gracefully fell. He then pulled his tongue back in, slowly, curling it up as he did so. Once the snake mouth was closed, Karl let out an ‘Hmm-mm’ and winked at the ravenette with his blood-soaked eye.