Hell? No, Hell is much nicer than this place. I should know…

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For a couple minutes, their trek down the beach was peaceful, aside from the constant rumbling of the entire city. Both of them were limping, sore and tired, especially Gojinn who coughed several times, some blood coming up the final time.

“Fuck…”, Gojinn said as he spit more blood out of his mouth onto the sand.

“Need to rest for a moment?”

“And get…ambushed…by some more of…them?...No thanks…”

About thirty seconds later, another group of soldiers appeared. Red and Gojinn didn’t have to tell each other about these soldiers because they both saw them.

“You okay to fight some more?”

Gojinn raised the golden sword up a little bit.

“I’ll manage…let’s do this…”

The soldiers charged at the two outsiders. Red and Gojinn swung their weapons at the first few soldiers who reached them, taking down four of them in one go, but only one was permanently down, Gojinn’s sword having sliced open the soldier’s throat. Blood squirted from the soldier’s neck, but he just laid there on the ground, not even trying to cover the wound with his hands, and bled to death. Red struck two more soldiers with his club, battering one’s helmet to scrap and breaking the other’s left arm. The soldier with the broken arm had the bone protruding out of his flesh just above his elbow, blood dripping off of the jagged tip, and was screaming in pain. Red finished the soldier off with a blow to the side of his neck. The soldier with the ruined helmet was struggling to pull in off of his head and was unable to see as Red raised the club over his own head before driving it down on top of the helmet, smashing it all the way back down and then some onto the soldier’s head, cracking open his skull.

For a man who was very weakened and on the verge of death, Gojinn was fighting his own share of soldiers surprisingly well. He kicked one soldier to knock him down onto his knees before shoving the sword through the visor on the soldier’s helmet, the blade going through his eyes and the bridge of his nose and deep into his brain. Pulling the sword out of the dead soldier’s face and helmet, Gojinn swung the sword at another soldier, hitting him where his neck and one of his shoulder’s met, digging halfway into his neck, causing his head to flop over slightly towards the side where his neck was still whole as his body fell to the ground. Gojinn turned around just in time to find a soldier with club running to attack him. Reacting quickly, Gojinn held his sword straight out and the soldier, whose reaction time was apparently slower, impaled the sword through his own abdomen. He stared up at Gojinn as he slid off of the sword to the ground.

With about half of the soldiers already disposed of, Red and Gojinn moved back together, waiting to see which soldier would attack next.


“You’d think they’d forget about us and try to save themselves instead of continuing to fight for their dead king.”

A soldier swinging a somewhat small battle ax came at them. Gojinn intercepted the ax in mid-swing with his sword and kicked the soldier back before drilling the sword straight into his chest, right where his heart was. The soldier collapsed, quickly dieing, blood oozing out of his mouth.

“Behind you!”

Gojinn spun around, swinging his sword, and decapitated a soldier that had been coming at him with a spear.

Red was dealing with the last two soldiers when the rumbling intensified momentarily, causing part of the city’s wall to collapse nearby. With the soldier’s distracted, Red bashed both of them in the head with the club, sending them to the ground. Fresh blood dripped off of the spikes on the club.


“We better hurry up. This place seems to be falling apart even quicker now.”

Gojinn nodded and they began moving as fast as they were able to, Red slightly ahead of Gojinn.

“Shit!”, Gojinn said after a couple more minutes.

Red turned around to see that Gojinn was leaning against his sword, almost falling over. Gojinn’s stab wound appeared to be bleeding even more. Red ran back to where Gojinn was and helped him back upright. They then continued to the cave.

Without anymore interruptions from the soldiers, they were soon able to see the entrance to the cave.


“There…it is…”

“Come on, let’s get inside before anymore of them show up.”

Cautiously, the two men approached the cave…

Posted on Jun 14, 2007, 12:20 PM

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