The tall lanky figure hangs from the tree branch, watching the boy approaching his voracious eyes tracking him throughout the forest. "Oh you poor soul, looks like someone got lost". Laughing maniacally whilst licking his dagger.
Dropping from the tree branch now, his figure is engorged by shadows, falling in like a raindrop.
Traversing the forest quickly now. A viscous black finds its way throughout the dense greenery. Approaching Blake at a rapid rate now the shadow starts to slow down. Swirling a hundred feet away or so.
"I wanted a challenge" Psyching himself up for the oncoming threat followed by slapping himself into focus.
Pressing his watch he loads up the camera functions, pretending to take a selfie. Trying to increase his overall vision in this situation.
"Time for a harvest, poor lamb". A rotten smile paints the figure's expression inside of his shadow.
Lunging forward at an incredible rate the shadow streaks throughout the ground, finally reaching an adequate distance from the boy.
In the same motion the figure leaps out of his shadow, dagger bared ready for a clean kill. Muscle memory acting on its own already, aiming for the neck.
The normal fear that would dominate Blakes mind is oddly not present for this. In its place a sparking fury to fight surfaces. "I've seen oblivion. I doubt you could compare". Defiance emanates from him.
Aiming the Holo-Screen behind him, the visage of bloodlust ridden man comes into view fast. "Have you ever had your flesh conduct? First time for everything? I'm sure you'll enjoy it '' Reveling in the agony he's about to deliver to this foe.
In the same breath, Blake subconsciously summons his electro arm. The desire coursing through his body manifesting its presence coming into his reality, without any delay. Rotating his body as fast as he can, extending his newly formed limb.
Gripping the face of the scum before him. Shocks and sparks course throughout the hunter's flesh. Trying to slash at the arm gripping him, only to be shocked in response. "You if it wasn't for you people. NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE HAPPENED".
Screaming out in his mind "POWER SUPPLY"!
[Power supplement]
[30/50 Energy]
Green illuminates the dense trees and coverage of the leaves. Sparks shooting through the leaves, burning erratic holes in nature.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"! The foe before Blake is slowly toasted. Crisping and charring his face, flakes of skin break off as familiar splits surface on the foe's skin leaking plasma.
Getting swept up in his newfound confidence and relief he neglects to check his enemy. Burnt flesh alerting him to the nearing threat.
A gouging wound forms on the flesh of his shoulder. Trickling down like an ornate river. "Who would've thought you could withstand that shock". He manages to say through gritted teeth.
A smile breaks through his physical pain. "You gonna have to do more than that"
Confused over the boy's lack of fear, the figure strikes as hard as he can trying to quickly squash the arrogant sense of invincibility forming. Guiding his dagger, his trajectory is perfect.
The same voracious eyes lock with Blakes. "How do you even know about this place, well that won't matter after we harvest you".
Blakes legs start to give a little, weakness precipitating them. Exhaustion starts to leak throughout his mind. Making focus wane alongside it.
"I doubt you'll last much longer, you were a feisty one". Flicking his dagger up and down now. His muscles coil as he goes to deliver his fatal blow.
[Power supplement has been activated]
[25/50 Energy]
A bright silver illuminates the view of the forest, before the hunter can confirm his kill. The flash of light sears his retinas causing him to recoil.
Rubbing away the burn in his eyes, his focus immediately sharpens to the boys last known position
The silver starts to break apart, the lights not being able to keep up with the energy dump. Bright green takes its place roaring throughout the forest like a million birds.
Before he can catch up to what he's witnessing the hunter feels a thick blow to the back of his head. A loud humm echoes throughout his mind. Disorientation starts to set in.
"Come on that should be enough, just what is this guy made off". His surprise makes itself evident, as the green humm glows out from his feet.
"Cough". Looking down at his chest, a familiar dagger pears through his side. Unusual calmness comes forward. Locking away his panic and anxiety. Blood surfaces staining his teeth.
[You have received damage]
[-10HP]
[20/30HP]
"Not much longer now kid, did you really think that little kick would take me out". Shadows fall off him in waves crashing down around him.
"Any minute now and I'll get to claim my spoils". Cackling is heard echoing in the darkness, bending reality around Blake.
"Even if it hurts, I have to keep going". Steeling his resolve now. He drifts into pure focus. One thing dominating his mind. WIN!
Pain, sensation, surroundings all fall away in the presence of this threat. The only thing his mind focuses on is the battle at hand. Only for him to be delivered a grim reminder, the battle is always changing.
"Lets see if you can break through this boy" A crazy grin forms on the hunter's face.
"Spiders Grasp". Immediately all the shadows in the surrounding area. Come to life, rushing towards Blake like a magnet.
Shadows wrap around his body viciously. Stabbing into him securing him in place, deep crimson surfaces on his clothes. His body, being riddled with holes, the feeling of swiss cheese comes to mind.
[-5]
[-5]
[10/30HP]
"IT'S OVER BOY"! His grin turns psychotic as his dagger starts to scream through the air. In the center of Blake's vision his end approaches yet again.
"BROTHER"! A desperate cry escapes him. As his Hp dwindles in the corner of his vision. Ticking away like the clock hand of the reaper.