I have been having an urge to write a Cult story again. Seeeing as I know I don't have the time to do so I have decided to write one of the scenes of the shortlived In the Next Life story. To the older Culties, hope you enjoy. To the newer Culties, I highly doubt you will get this.
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Seaphers Stories.
Fallen Leader“He’s down!” a voice cried into the night. A putrid black smoke began to rise from the nearest burning tree.
“What was that?” another voice called back.
“Fish, our leader, has fallen!” the first voice ran back.
A body laid on the dirt ground the trees blazing hypnotically around it. The blue hair was matted and dirty, blood formed in a small pool around the corpse. The two sparkling blue eyes stared lifelessly up into the endless smoke.
At the second cry of their leaders death a large man that appeared almost as a beast ran up to them taking out trees as he ran.
“Wayne…” the first man groaned.
“How did this happen?” he shouted.
With his shot he popped a small tablet into his mouth, and instantly he reverted to the size of a normal man. His read hair sweaty and stuck down to his forehead.
“Who did this to him Forsaken?” he yelled tears forming in his eyes. Three bullet wounds could be seen in the mans chest forming a triangle.
“We don’t know.” The first man told him. With the palm of his hand he adjusted his glasses before looking back at the body.
“Three bullets came from nowhere and he just fell. When he fell the fighting ceased, and the enemies began to run.”
“That explains why practically no one is here.” Wayne muttered more to himself then Forsaken.
“Contact you brother at West Headquarters.” Wayne ordered, “Tell him to spread the news to the other stations proper measures need to be taken.”
“Wayne… Skulls dead…” Forsaken whispered. His voice hollow as he rose from next to the corpse.
“I’m sorry Forsaken I forgot.” Wayne said averting his eyes from his friend.
“Don’t worry about it. I believe Altae has taken command I will give her the message.” He told him. He left with a small grimace.
Wayne looked at the body, and then up at his comrades. It seemed that they had given up hope of chasing the enemy. The forest was silent except for the embers of the remaining trees. No one spoke as a circle formed around their fallen leader.
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