NIGHTSHIFT 42: MAGUS PARK
The shift was familiar enough, in it's own way, but it came too soon. He wasn't sure if any of the others in the group aside from Stefan had been around long enough to witness this before, but he wanted to reassure them that this was just like the changes the institute underwent at night
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She didn't wake at first when things started to turn and the fog started to roll in. It was when the undead creatures started shambling around, pulling themselves from the ground. It was even before the first scream had schoed across the park. She'd only been dozing, so she sensed the change in the air around her, snapping her eyes open just in time to roll out of the way of a zombie as it lurched at her.
"You chose the wrong person to try and eat," Falis told the creature as that need to kill something reared its head again. She knew there were others around, people she cared about, and the park was about to get overrun. These were her people, even if this wasn't her kingdom. She was the princess, the hunter, and so it was her responsibility to protect them all. her eyes narrowed to dangerous slits as her lips pulled back into a silent snarl.
She was going to kill each and every one of these undead monstrosities. She would keep her people safe, no matter what. She would hunt.
"Come on, you fucking corpse!" Falis dashed forward, dodged the zombie's swipe and proceeded to slam it face-first into the ground with so much force, it caved the creature's head in with a spray of blood and gore.
Standing up, blood already streaking her face and clothes, Falis ripped the zombie's legs off, grateful that the ligaments holding them together were not particularly durable. Stripping the flesh off the femurs was just as easy, though some strips still clung to the bones, even after the hunter brought her foot down on the end of each one, snapping the rounded part off to create a sharp, splintered edge.
"Just see if you can fucking stop me!" The hunter threw herself into a large pack of zombies as even more pulled themselves from the ground, only a flash of her blood-splattered golden hair giving away where she'd gone. Bone swords flashed and tore into the zombies while Falis taunted and called out her death count as zombie after zombie fell beneath the hunter's fury.
All the while, she kept alert for someone who might need her to keep them from getting eaten. She would protect her people.
[pm me if you want Falis to stop by and kill some zombies before moving on. She'll be here all night.]
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