Im bored on nightshift, and decided to do a short scene of PP inspired fan-fiction. icon_smile.gif

The rain hammered onto the rooftop with a vengeance, battering the very surface of the flat roof into submission. Hot air belched from the nearby vents, throwing bouts of steam into the night-sky as if in a hurry to join the low lying clouds above it.
Reiven felt another micro-ball blast into his chest and collapsed forwards onto his hands and knees, his vision blurred with a concotion of rain and sweat. He clawed at his face mask, throwing it to the side as he coughed harshly and watching with detached fascination as blood appeared before him on the surface and mingled in with the puddles of rain. He looked up at his assailant wearily, blood trickling down his chin.
The attacker was dressed in a sharp suit and busy looking out across the industrial landscape. The rain had plastered his hair to his face, and left his clothes sticking to his body, revealing mysterious tribal tattoos that danced across his chest under his fine white shirt. Taking a draw from a cigarette, he pointed the butt towards Reiven and shouted, "You shouldn't have come here, my son!" in a deep voice.
Reiven pushed himself to his feet and reached for his keyboard, half of its keys now lying scattered around and numerous cracks wreaked havoc across it. He pulled his hood back to reveal a mane of black hair and shook it out into the rain, causing the blood on his chin to spread across the lower half of his face.
"I have a task," Reiven coughed hard again, balancing unsteadily, "and I plan to finish it."
The man laughed, flicking the cigarette over the edge of the rooftop before suddenly bringing his other hand up and pointing his wii-mote at Reiven. Reiven felt a sudden pressure form around his neck as he was lifted off the ground and swung out past the edge of the roof, dangling precariously some 20 stories up above certain death.
"Im curious, my little ray of fucking sunshine, what did you hope to achieve tonight?"
Reiven scowled and managed to spit in his general direction.
The man shrugged and flicked the wii-mote up, tossing Reiven into the air and letting him fall before catching him by his foot and swinging him in close untill they were face to face. With his free hand, the man punched Reiven hard, spinning Reiven round.
Reiven felt the pain explode in his mouth as he felt teeth loosen and stars clouded his vision before feeling himself being dumped onto the wet roof. He heard the man walk away to the edge as he tried to pull himself up before collapsing back down.
The man looked out again across the landscape again, "You know, teh_masterer sent someone here last month too. He was more talkative however, explaining your plans to cripple our training facilities by demolishing all our servers. Afterwards he lay where you are now, begging for his life to be spared, and offering to leave the Gamer Army and work for me. Did all his body parts arrive back at yours, by the way?"
The man sniggered, turning round before a look of puzzlement crossed his face. A small pool of blood was all the remained of where Reiven had once lay.
Reiven rose up behind the man, roaring inhumanly as he swung his battered keyboard around in a tight arc towards his opponent. Time seemed to slow down, the rain drops slowing down to a near halt as the man spun round gently and gazed up into Reiven's eyes. The night suddenly became completely silent as lines of blue light circled around Reiven's board and wreathed uncontrollably up his arms.
"Clever boy...."
The keyboard completed its arc and roared through the man's neck, separating the head cleanly from the shoulders as time regained a grip on events and a wave of sound crashed back into the scene.
With a clatter the keyboard fell from Reiven's hands and the last remaining keys popped out as he once more dropped to his knees beside the body. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a phone, slowly dialing a number and raising it to his ear.
"Done. Kthxbai." He muttered before slumping forward and blissfully into unconsciousness.

Author: Fascination
Date Published: Dec 17 2006, 12:42 PM
Published: http://www.purepwnage.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=44319
