Destruction

Guest

There was a crowed of people in a circle at the Halloween parade. Many people singing and dancing, but the fun wouldn't last. He would be walking through the public, the form being called "Neko" as he held his hand out, a blade apereing. He looked up over the street, confetti flying everywhere as laughter and cheering was heard, a person sitting atop a float as they waved, an ignorant smile on his face, as he was oblivous to the danger that would come. Neko would have flipped up, his hands grasping at a street light overhead as he then let go, comming down at the man with his blade. The cheering and laughter, and human emotion, had silenced as blood was spatterd from the man, the blade being sliced down the middle of him. Screaming and panicking was erupt, people running in all directions as he then stood up from the corpse, jumping from the float, then landing to the ground as sirens were heard, 4 or 5 police, or so, driving down the street as they stopped. Police men would have jummped out from their cars, pistols, AK-47's, and RPG's pointed at him, the cocking and reloading of guns heard as they were about ready to fire. Neko would stand there, unafraid at all, smirking as he then sighed. "Ah ah. So sad." He looked around. "Heh. Where is he?"

Guest

He shrugged, seeming as Nimato would not have came in to join the fun. He walked forward, the police opening fire as the bullets had seemed to been deflected from something, each bullet comming at him, but stopping, and bouncing off a foot or so away from him. He sighed, then, holding a hand out, then wisking it outward as blades had apered infront of him; noticingly as if they were already there, invisible. He grabbed one of the blades, running at the police as he sliced at one, the form falling to the ground. He then dashed his blade to the left, a new blade at his opposite hand apereing as the currently-struck form had fallen. He continued the proccess until about 9 men were down, the proccess going by at ease. He then held both blades together, comming down at one of the men, the blades stricking his chest as blood splatterd, the form falling to the ground. Neko flipped himself up, one of his hands to his blades; using the blades' handle as support as he grabbed the man's gun, shooting around at all of the police, Neko at an upside-down state. He then dropped the gun, jummping off of the handle, his feet curling around one of the police's neck, the action, inturn, the form's neck snapping as Neko landed to his feet. So far, half of the men were down, in only litterally, a matter of seconds. He looked around, and still, Nimato was not around.

Guest

He yawned, walking away from the blood shed. The some civillians were yelling, and scurrying around; not even half of how many there were befor, but Neko, had not a care in the world. All the police, gang members, and mant civillians that were there, were dead across the area. Blood filling the city streets as the parade, was obviously, over. Neko just sighed, walking back to the Academy. He then whisperd devilishly as he vanished out of sight, his voice echoing. "Heh. Happy Halloween."