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ANYWAYS, i haven't been playing S4 for quite some time nao, but i've been visiting S5 every now and then. and JUST NOW as i saw the weather forecast, i was inspired to write an S4 fic! And who better to share it with than all of you?! ^_^
Here it is(just a small scene, might turn into something much more!), something i managed to write just before going to bed. Dunno how much you like it, cos i'm not that good of a writer, but ah well xD
WARNING: It has some suggestive stuff and swearing and...yeah. But it can't be worse than the rest of the posts in the forumz xD
"...It's cold outside. A freaking wasteland! Why do I need to go outside, again?!" He asked. A teenager, no older than 16, yet with the height of someone at least three years older. Quite tall and bulky, yet surprisingly not a hint of defined muscle anywhere on his body. That teenager was a rebel with no need for a cause. Perhaps that was his problem, that hard cover around his brain that didn't let anything in but his own agendas. Quite a knucklehead, one might say. He raised his left hand and took the big, clunky headphones off, shaking his head as his burning red hair kept swaying to the sides. He tilted his head backwards, looking into the bright blue rooftop above him. With grave effort he placed the headphones on his head, the leathery top touching his smooth forehead as the spacious, square, custom made pads covered his ears. He looked out the window and pulled the top of his headphones back, slowly pushing his hair backwards as it was held tightly into place. His eyes sparkled as a wide smile spread across his face, revealing his pearl white teeth.
"Because..." His partner replied, a lovely young lady with the mindset of a newly admitted patient into the department of mental sickness. Long blond hair to cover up a set of mischievous blue eyes in the front and a lean body in the back, almost too thin to be considered human. Seemingly fragile and delicate at first sight, this girl was surely more than just your average thin, beautiful 20 year old. And the cocked revolver in her right hand was the smallest detail that gave that away. "I have a twelve inch pointing stick and a bottle of lube. Your choice."
"Fine..." He got up from his knees and stretched, grabbing a jet black shotgun that was leaning on a nearby wall. He laid it across his wide shoulders, cracking his neck a few times whilst holding onto the gun.
"And besides, didn't you say you love playing in the snow?!" She gently kissed him on the cheek, standing on the very tips of her toes to do that little tease of her. With a grunt on his face, he walked to the square opening that was once a door, and stepped through it. Outside it was no less than he described. Everything had been colored white, covered in snow. The air itself was a harsh, cold glue that sticked to his skin. And as his entire body couldn't help but shiver, his grunt turned into a broad smile. A snowflake was falling before him, cheating his eyes to follow its path. Yet that wasn't the thing that made him smile. It was the bullet that pierced that very snowflake, flying towards him. With a speed uncommon for his stature, he moved the shotgun in front of his face and the clash of metal echoed as he laughed behind his improvised cover. He lowered that unlikely shield and took a look ahead to see a stranger in red, pointing a long, yellow rifle at him. He ceased his laughter as he clutched the trigger with his right hand and pointed the tip of the gun at the enemy.
"Oh yeah..."His grin spread into a maniacal smile. "I f***ing LOVE playing in the snow!"
And with a quick gunshot, the snow was painted with green numbers....
Hope you enjoyed it, and FYI the scene is in the warehouse of Needen 1 in the winter ^_^
This post has been edited by kolosos666: 12 December 2010 - 01:19 AM
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