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(Contd.)


"She's over there, in those trees," Freak said. He was shaking slightly, apparently taken aback by the intense savagery he had just witnessed.

He noticed this. So Michelle has had her revenge, he thought and put a hand on Freak's shoulder. Freak looked back at him, and he nodded towards the direction of the gates. Freak shrugged and walked forward, and he gripped his shotgun and axe tightly and walked towards where Freak had pointed.

Zero looked at him as he passed by the tree where Zero had climbed up. GreenDemon felt someone's breathing above him, and stopped long enough to take a long peek at the red-headed monkey man. Zero froze. GreenDemon shook his head at him, and continued walking forward. Zero had held his breath, and let it out slowly in a relief as he watched the receding figure of GreenDemon in the distance.

MissM's screams had not stopped this time. Her mouth was still opening, but no sounds came out of it except long, labored whimpers. The ugly crimson stump on her shoulder was still spurting out blood by the streams. Her mind was getting overclouded by darkness and her mind was screaming messages at her body.

BLAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!

The shotgun blast turned her over to her right, the severed right stump burying into the ground. MissM's right hand fell down near her and she coughed up blood, her mind numbing with the jolts of pain her nerves were throwing at it.

BLAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!

The other shell thudded straight into her back again, catching her right between her shoulderblades. She was a sticky and bloody mess by now, HPs covering some of the wounds on her like the blessings of an angry red God to a severely wounded angel.

GreenDemon dropped the shotgun and came forward, clutching the axe tightly. The messy body lying in front of him made him feel no remorse or pity, however. He lifted his axe high and brought it down right at MissM's left side.

SCRUNCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

The wicked axe blade ripped into MissM's side, opening up her tummy so far that her guts were visible. MissM's mind was in complete, pain-numbing darkness by now, and she was slowly slipping under.

Your game is over, GreenDemon thought quietly, looking at the last HP remaining inside MissM's backpack. One more attack remains, and that should finish you up. Those were his last thoughts as he trodded back towards the gates.

A huge, bloody and gooey mess of a human being lay on the ground where once someone called MissMacabre, of the Raging Phantoms, once laid.

Barely alive, still breathing, unconscious.


Nightmare Of Death was in a fix. She was clearly given instructions on whom to hunt down, but her conflicting loyalties told her otherwise. She thought it all over, long and hard, and finally came to a decision. She walked towards the right, instead of going north to where her instructed target lay.

She quickly came to a stop. Someone was looking straight at her from the trees in front! Those big, scared eyes belonged to Demon Seed!

As soon as NOD and he exchanged looks, DS jumped out from the trees and made a mad dash towards the rocks on the right. NOD recovered instantly and quickly lifted her shotgun, squeezing the trigger rapidly twice.

BLAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!

BLAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!

The shots were fired almost simultaneously. DS took the full brunt of both of them on his back and was thrown forward, sprawling into the ground in front of him. He felt the biting pain rush up his body from across his back where the two huge punctures were releasing blood. NOD walked forward to him and lifted her axe. DS shrieked loudly.

SCRUNCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

The axe ripped through DS's neck, almost cutting his head off! He screamed again and grabbed at his neck, trying to cover the blood gushing out of it. His left hand reached for his HPs, as NOD dropped her shotgun near him. The deed is done, NOD thought as she turned towards the gates.


Three team members reached the place where MissM lay, just after the sun went down.

"Jesus, she's in a very bad shape," one said.

The second one pulled the last HP out of her backpack and applied it to her severed shoulder stump.

"Well, let's not just stand here," barked the third. Quickly making a makeshift stretcher using some vines and two big-sized broken branches, they lifted MissM's mangled and torn body carefully into it. One of them grabbed her severed right arm, and off they went towards the gate in a silent procession.

Once inside, they walked over to the Medic Center. Two medics rushed out holding an empty stretcher. They transferred MissM's body, and the one who had her right arm gave it to the doctor who had come out behind the medics.

"Can that be attached back to her?" he asked.

"We will try. We did that to a redheaded guy who was brought in earlier from the Bloodbath Chamber, but he was brought in quickly. Someone else lost their fingers too, and they were not found in time. The body part loses blood, muscle tone and withers off if not attached back within a certain period of time. Simply put, it loses its life and becomes useless. No gurantees in this case too, because some time has passed since it was cut off."

The last Phantom standing quietly looked at the doctor's name tag, before looking up at him.

"Thanks either way, Dr. Neverending. She is pretty important to us and we will be waiting to hear from you on the progress she makes," his voice was strained.




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