Post by Argo on Mar 27, 2015 19:29:08 GMT -5
POV: Jason "Jace" Denelly
I sprinted through the woods, branches tearing at my clothes but clanging against my armor. Various crashes and trees behind me slammed against the ground. "Son of a-" I started to say as a large fist slammed into my side and threw me up against a tree. "Dammit!" I yelled at the Cyclopes behind me as I turned to face what I thought was one. Apparently not...because there were four. "Shit...I should have stayed in Brooklyn." I reached behind my back, into my bag, and grabbed my helm. I put it on and placed my hand on my leg. One of my swords melted into my hand and then solidified as I pulled it away from the armor. One of the Cyclopes charged forward like a linebacker and I quickly rolled out of the way and stabbed it in the leg. It roared, spun, and smacked me in the face. I stumbled around dazed, I could barely make out the form of the cyclopes as he lunged with a sword. I tried to jump out of the way but it caught my side through a chink in the plates of my armor.
I growled at the pain as I felt strength coursed through my body. I looked to left of where I was and saw light through the trees. I sprinted towards the light with the cyclopes close behind me. As I burst out of the woods onto a hill, I grabbed my track baton out of my bag and flipped it. It turned into my six and a half foot long spear and I caught it in my right hand. Lowering my sword to my leg, I pressed into my armor in which it melted into it. I brandished my spear with both hands and kept the distance between my four attackers. "Hopefully I'm at the right camp" I said to myself and grinned under my helmet. "Or this could get painful."
I sprinted through the woods, branches tearing at my clothes but clanging against my armor. Various crashes and trees behind me slammed against the ground. "Son of a-" I started to say as a large fist slammed into my side and threw me up against a tree. "Dammit!" I yelled at the Cyclopes behind me as I turned to face what I thought was one. Apparently not...because there were four. "Shit...I should have stayed in Brooklyn." I reached behind my back, into my bag, and grabbed my helm. I put it on and placed my hand on my leg. One of my swords melted into my hand and then solidified as I pulled it away from the armor. One of the Cyclopes charged forward like a linebacker and I quickly rolled out of the way and stabbed it in the leg. It roared, spun, and smacked me in the face. I stumbled around dazed, I could barely make out the form of the cyclopes as he lunged with a sword. I tried to jump out of the way but it caught my side through a chink in the plates of my armor.
I growled at the pain as I felt strength coursed through my body. I looked to left of where I was and saw light through the trees. I sprinted towards the light with the cyclopes close behind me. As I burst out of the woods onto a hill, I grabbed my track baton out of my bag and flipped it. It turned into my six and a half foot long spear and I caught it in my right hand. Lowering my sword to my leg, I pressed into my armor in which it melted into it. I brandished my spear with both hands and kept the distance between my four attackers. "Hopefully I'm at the right camp" I said to myself and grinned under my helmet. "Or this could get painful."