The Nightmare Saga begins
Oct 10, 2003 13:43:09 GMT
Post by pentatonic on Oct 10, 2003 13:43:09 GMT
After the brief encounter with the saiyan child, Zakk was on full alert. He couldn't risk being caught with his guard down. He kept his energy surprised as his quickly walked through the city. Water continued to bucket down as he travelled, trying to keep a low profile as he went. There were less people on the street then before he entered to bar, thus giving him little cover if he walked through the street itself. Zakk moved along the pathways of the semi busy streets, almost hugging the walls as he moved. Zakk quickly ducked down into an alleyway. The rain continued to belt down on him. A small neon sign was protruding from the left wall. "Hotel: vacancies." Zakk silently walked up to the wooden door and opened it. A stream of a dull yellow light filled the fighters eyes as he entered the hotel.
In front of him was a both built into the wall of the hotel. Sitting behind it was a extremely fat human, dressed in faded jeans and a white T-Shirt, with his feet up on the desk as he sat back on his chair looking at an adult magazine while also looking at the replays of the days matches on a small TV. Zakk walked over to the man. "I need a room." The fat slob looked at him before he went back to the magazine. "It'll be @200 a night." Zakk reached down into his pants pocket and pulled out his wallet. This was the only thing that he didn't keep in his duffle bag, the rest of his possessions were gone. Zakk placed the money on the table. Not moving at, the slob looked down at the money before once again going back to the magazine. Without even thinking the fatty reached up behind him and threw a set of keys at Zakk. "Your in room 12. Go up the stairs one floor, its the first door on the right." Zakk looked down at the keys to see that they were the keys to room 12. It was obvious to Zakk that this guys has been working here way too long. Zakk quickly moved down a small corridor before reaching a flight of stairs. He moved up to the next floor. The first door on the right was indeed room 12. Zakk swiftly opened the door and moved in before closing and locking it behind him. The room consisted of just...one room. There was a large bed in the middle of the room, a TV in the corner, a set of drawers along one of the opposite wall to the door, and a window was positioned above that. Zakk ran over and shut the curtains. He let out a huge sigh of relief as he hit the bed hard. The day had been long and tiresome. All he wanted to do now was go to sleep. Zakk closed his eyes, falling asleep in an instant.
Zakk found himself walking through the streets of the city. It was raining quite heavily. Water was rushing down his face as he moved slowly. Almost as if he were stalking someone. He walked out onto a street. A fair amount of people were going about their business within the rain. His hands appeared in front of him. Suddenly his vision began to turn red. Everything he saw was as though he had pure hatred for it. Looking at his gloved fists they began to glow a bright blue. Zakk didn't know what he was doing. The people that walked around him began to stop and looked at him. He was the centre of attention as people began to whisper about him. Hatred started to consume him even more. His hands began to glow an extremely bright blue before fading. "NOOOOO!!!" Zakk tried to shout out, but nothing came out of his mouth. He couldn't control his movements at all. Zakk helplessly watched on as he threw the two balls of invisible Ki in different directions. The people around him grew strange looks on their faces as they tried to figure out what he was doing. Those faces quickly turned to those of fright as the two balls exploded upon hitting the ground. Two massive ways of blue Ki erupted around the innocent people. It seemed like a hundred horrid screams filled Zakk's ears as those around him began to burn to death. Yet the screams were quickly drowned out by a laugh.
Zakk jumped up in bed, a sweat came over his face. Holding his chest Zakk sat up. "It was just a dream." he said to himself, "Nothing more." Panting, Zakk flopped back onto the bed. He looked up at the ceiling as the dream started flooding through his thoughts. It would seem that it was going to take awhile for him to get back to sleep. "It was just a dream, but it felt....it felt so real."
In front of him was a both built into the wall of the hotel. Sitting behind it was a extremely fat human, dressed in faded jeans and a white T-Shirt, with his feet up on the desk as he sat back on his chair looking at an adult magazine while also looking at the replays of the days matches on a small TV. Zakk walked over to the man. "I need a room." The fat slob looked at him before he went back to the magazine. "It'll be @200 a night." Zakk reached down into his pants pocket and pulled out his wallet. This was the only thing that he didn't keep in his duffle bag, the rest of his possessions were gone. Zakk placed the money on the table. Not moving at, the slob looked down at the money before once again going back to the magazine. Without even thinking the fatty reached up behind him and threw a set of keys at Zakk. "Your in room 12. Go up the stairs one floor, its the first door on the right." Zakk looked down at the keys to see that they were the keys to room 12. It was obvious to Zakk that this guys has been working here way too long. Zakk quickly moved down a small corridor before reaching a flight of stairs. He moved up to the next floor. The first door on the right was indeed room 12. Zakk swiftly opened the door and moved in before closing and locking it behind him. The room consisted of just...one room. There was a large bed in the middle of the room, a TV in the corner, a set of drawers along one of the opposite wall to the door, and a window was positioned above that. Zakk ran over and shut the curtains. He let out a huge sigh of relief as he hit the bed hard. The day had been long and tiresome. All he wanted to do now was go to sleep. Zakk closed his eyes, falling asleep in an instant.
Zakk found himself walking through the streets of the city. It was raining quite heavily. Water was rushing down his face as he moved slowly. Almost as if he were stalking someone. He walked out onto a street. A fair amount of people were going about their business within the rain. His hands appeared in front of him. Suddenly his vision began to turn red. Everything he saw was as though he had pure hatred for it. Looking at his gloved fists they began to glow a bright blue. Zakk didn't know what he was doing. The people that walked around him began to stop and looked at him. He was the centre of attention as people began to whisper about him. Hatred started to consume him even more. His hands began to glow an extremely bright blue before fading. "NOOOOO!!!" Zakk tried to shout out, but nothing came out of his mouth. He couldn't control his movements at all. Zakk helplessly watched on as he threw the two balls of invisible Ki in different directions. The people around him grew strange looks on their faces as they tried to figure out what he was doing. Those faces quickly turned to those of fright as the two balls exploded upon hitting the ground. Two massive ways of blue Ki erupted around the innocent people. It seemed like a hundred horrid screams filled Zakk's ears as those around him began to burn to death. Yet the screams were quickly drowned out by a laugh.
Zakk jumped up in bed, a sweat came over his face. Holding his chest Zakk sat up. "It was just a dream." he said to himself, "Nothing more." Panting, Zakk flopped back onto the bed. He looked up at the ceiling as the dream started flooding through his thoughts. It would seem that it was going to take awhile for him to get back to sleep. "It was just a dream, but it felt....it felt so real."