I watch as they all jump out from hiding in the bleachers, and start figuring out a way to take them all out. 'Okay, there is at least 100 or more. I am going to try and knock them out seeing how they are only taking orders, but those energy weapons could be a problem.' I look across the wave of soldiers, their various weapons with varying colors. I see swords, shields, maces, axes, and guns, lots and lots of guns.'
'Rise?' I think as suddenly, a humanoid hand bursts from my shadow and grips the ground, creating a loud bang! sound as it smacks against the metal. I hear gasps from the soldiers as suddenly, two people made of pure black shadows crawls out of my black image. They look around and their killing intent could be felt from the soldiers who were hundreds of feet away. "Spare them, just knock them out." The male and female soldier nod as suddenly, they begin running, running directly towards the same group of people.
I see the soldiers snap out of it and they get ready, taking up multiple stances as the ones with the guns step into the back to be behind the wall of swords, maces, axes, and shields.
The other soldiers snap out of their confusion and begin charging at me, the people with guns trying to get closer for a better shot.
'This is going to take them a bit.' I think as my ring glows and suddenly, a black box appears in front of me and I waste no time preparing. As I finish putting on the suit and grabbing my folded scythe, I put on the mask, my demonic voice echoes through the yells of a charging platoon of enemies. "It's time for war."
Suddenly, my scythe unfolds as it gleams in the light, the black and white wisps flowing off as it yearns for battle. The ring glows as the box disappears and suddenly, my form begins to change, horns grow from my skull, my body grows thicker, and my mask grows to represent a dragon snout. My nails sharpen and become claws as the suit molds to my new from, my wings extend from my back as I see confusion in the charging soldiers eyes.
The once regular looking kid now is standing with purple wings from his back and his mouth has elongated. Suddenly, the mask splits apart as my mouth opens and I roar pitch black fire into the air. And I see as the first enemy reaches me, swinging down with a long sword.
'It's showtime.' I swing with the back of my blade, immediately knocking the man into a group of others that was charging at me. I suddenly see the soldiers that were once fearful now confident as they begin to transform. They suddenly begin to grow fangs and wings. Fur and claws. Scales and fins. Now the entire room is filled with werewolves, giant bats, and giant scaled monsters. And suddenly, it's a war between species.
They all charge at me, wanting to end this quickly, the bats launch into the air as they fly. 'Okay, screw pacifying them, I need to make sure I live!' I think as I see the shadow soldiers weaving between the masses of soldiers.
I yell over at my shadow soldiers who are weaving between the people, barely dodging attacks. My demonic voice echoes throughout the arena as I yell, "Aim to kill!" The soldiers grow colder and suddenly, most of those who were attacking them are now laying on the ground. Blacks wisps flowing off of them. 'How much were they holding back?!' I think as I watch them run between soldiers, getting cut here and there, but suddenly flowing back to their regular selves again.
Bodies drop wherever they go leaving massive trails between soldiers. Screams can be heard as they drop and blood flows from them. A werewolf has enough and howls at them. Causing them to pause for a few moments, but that moment is enough. They get pounced on by everyone around them and disappear into nothingness.
The soldiers turn back to look at me, a fire burning in their eyes as they curse me and my family. Suddenly, the werewolf that howled moments ago drops to the ground, a hole in his abdomen. The shocked soldiers turn around to see the soldiers who were gone suddenly back, ready for more.
And finally, the full wave of soldiers arrives, launching gunshots and blades at me. It becomes a war between me and hundreds of soldiers. They slash and slash but when they finally cut through my armor, sparks are created as the blades hit my scales, some successfully hitting my skin and cutting through, but I am able to slice them away before that happens. I kill more than those that can even hit me, making this seem like a one sided massacre. Winter stares in awe at the gore in front of her. "Is this magic?"
She watches as I reap many lives and their heads drop to the ground with a thud. Blood covers and stains the metal as screams echo throughout the arena. "He isn't a demon, he is a reaper, sent from hell to collect those who's debts are over due." Winter whispers as she continues to stare at the mayhem. 'Although it's disgusting, I can't look away. It's just too amazing, not even our trained professionals can defeat him easily.'
As more bodies fall, the more the manager's eyes constrict. 'This kid has this much power, is everyone from outside the cube this powerful?' She thinks as she remembers the call she made to her superiors.