After a couple weeks we had carefully and quickly taken over a large area of DC. That I began looking towards the pentagon for its vast uses and files stored inside. Thus this is why I'm currently flying with Welles into the center of it with two new swords. A black saber which has small diamond sized insertions along the blade that sometimes crackle with a electrical current. Followed by a crystalline bladed katana that gives off a cold air.
These two swords are the "Night Sky" and "Below Zero" made using Han Xiao's knowledge. Below Zero was made using a method to mold liquid nitrogen into a condensed blade, and to feed its constant temp using air bound molecules of vapor and nitrogen gases. Night Sky is made from multilayered ten times folded steel, copper, and titanium alloys as the core blade.
Then with conductive materials molded into being small conductive channelers that can use kinetic energy, or the small thermodynamic battery in the handel. Which uses the building up body heat and outside temperature to build up a charge in order to send a spark through the channelers. The Kinetic energy build up could also over heat the blade which would help charge the battery.
Prepping these swords and a speaker system onto my waist with a battery system. I connect my mask to the system and chuckle a bit with insanity. As I'm probably going to fucking get my ass ate alive by dozens of undead but real life beat saber just sounds to fun. As we touch down into the little court yard like area I get off as Welles get air born once more. Rotating my shoulders I remember the lyrics to "I'll Make a Zombie Slayer Out of You" by Kimmi Smiles, and "Undefeated" by Skillet.
Speaking up the speakers attached to my waist boom loudly my voice in all directions. As the undead start to rustle from the holes all around the place. But I just twirl my two new swords with a cackle of amusement towards possibly dying.
"Time for some beat saber ya undead meat bags of useless scrap food."
As soon as the first undead come shambling, and barreling from their locations I start off with Kimmi Smiles song.
"Let's get down to business to defeat the hordes Of flesh eating monsters, we will win this war. They're a mindless bunch of walking dead And they haven't got a clue."
Slashing upwards with Night Sky it crackles with electricity as it meets a fresh infected skull. Slashing clean through their skull while Below Zero cuts a riot officer across the face freezing their head as it slides off at the sides. Twirling both blades between my fingers I stomp my feet along to a rhythm. Undead becoming electrical conductors or freezing with each slash and stab.
"Baby, I'll make a zombie slayer Out of you. Let's go get a carbine and an MP5, Machetes are a must if you wanna stay alive."
Using both blades I cut through a Tank's helmet and skull while jumping up using its body. I come down into a group of shambling boring normals sweeping them up in a spinning attack. As my swords cut through their skulls I throw the Night Sky between the eyes of a Skell as I draw my Dawn Blade and continue my attacks. Eventually hooking my sabers handle hand guard around my left boot. Round house kicking a zombies head as the blade cuts through an arc of heads and bodies.
"Hack em, slash em, bash their heads, Slice them off and then they're through Baby, I'll make a zombie slayer Out of you. We must prepare for the coming battle."
Using three swords at once now with various effects I leave a more diverse section of wounds. Spinning out of the way of a bone needle with tendons attached due to a tingling sensation. I cut the tendon thread and throw my Dawn blade like a flaming javelin. Impaling it through a Stitchers skull into a court yard tree. My foot with my saber cutting a regular up through the middle via crotch.
"2012, I'm telling you, don't go saying that they're not real. If you don't believe then you're SCREWED!"
Holding Below Zero with two hands I slash heads into two halves. Slowly making my way towards my first trusted flaming sword, which has caught the tree on fire. Grabbing its hilt after making I brandish my flaming and frosty blades with a reversed grip. Cutting down more undead as the come while feeding them to the burning tree.
"Time is racing towards us, till the hordes arrive. Heed my every order and you might survive."
A Stalker blindsided me sending me flying as its clawed fingers ripped into my right flank. Tumbling into undead I kick my self up right as my saber had impaled and fried a few zombies. As I kick myself up into a hand stand Night Sky sinks into a Skells forehead. Shaking it off I flew my muscles and perform a spinning maneuver cutting apart gathering undead like a buzz saw.
"So grab your guns, let's have some fun. With me you'll make it through Baby, I'll make a zombie slayer out of you."
As my first song ends I land back onto my feet wobbling a little bit from the dizziness. However, that doesn't stop me as I begin round two taking note of the undead. All around me its looking the undead just keep coming but I can only smirk a bit. My swords cutting into the Stalker from before.
"Hope you all liked my first performance! I got one more then we'll see what happens!"
Jamming Below Zero up through a sprinters chin and through their skull I violent yank it out. Their frozen head and neck shattering into chunks as I kick their body away. Welles firing a round of fire foam rockets putting out the growing fire that was going to touch the Pentagon.
"I'm undefeated
Hands on my neck, foot on my back
Closing in from every side
Bleeding me dry, I'm fading fast"
Kicking a Skinwalker into a Tank I bury Dawn and Below Zero into the heads of two regulars. Spinning violently in a circle as heads and brains fly into the air. Night Sky cutting the legs out from under them before I kick it into the side of a regulars skull. The speakers on my waist echoing my words loudly still as I fall into a little rhythm.
"Left for dead but I will rise up on my own
I could make it alone, I got all that I need to survive
(All that I need to survive)
Through the sweat and the blood, I know what I'm made of"
Side stepping the Skinwalker I kicked seconds ago, I bash the pommel of my Dawn blade into the back of its skull. Its head popping as its body slams into the ground loudly from my pommel strike. The Tank grunting as it comes charging but I jump up lightly onto its head and stomp down on it. My foot shattering its head and helmet as its body dents the ground, before toppling onto some unlucky undead crushing them.
"It's the hunger that keeps me alive
This time, I'm coming like a hurricane, this time"
As I fall back onto the ground I sweep my blades low while storing Night Sky into my inventory. Cutting off the legs of multiple undead I come up with them at an angle forming an x cutting into the falling zombies heads.
"I came to fight for the love of the game, unstoppable
That's why I, I'm undefeated
Off the leash, out of the cage, an animal
That's why I, I'm undefeated
I, I, I know I can beat it"
I continue to clear the undead around me sometimes using my rather super human stats to attack violently. My strength and dexterity playing a big part as it helps me balance and cut through a whole more undead.
"Won't give up 'cause I believe it
Fight for the love of the game, unstoppable
That's why I, I'm undefeated"
Rushing inside as the court yard is basically cleared I start cutting down undead rapidly. Sword marks burning and leaving frost marks on the walls with each swing I make. Undead becoming chopped up bits as I advance my way down my random hallway.
"Here at the edge losing my ground
Stare into the great divide
Pushing me over, pulling me down"
My performance suddenly stops I end up flung through a window by a grenade. Landing outside and rolling a bit I grunt while getting back up on my feet. Following the tingling sensation again I side step around bullets from a trio off soldiers. Wearing that fuckers symbol causing me to growl as I stare at them with hatred. Welles surprised them from the side though as the mounted cannon on his helicopter came to life.
With essentially a farting barrage of bullets, as whenever those things fire it just sounds like a fart. Ripped through the glass window walls and walls inside mowing them down. But seeing how they are here I get on over the radio and give out a gruff order.
"This is Chimera, everyone combat ready get to the pentagon! We have a chance to get answers from some of the Snatchers on what they're up to!"