Author's Note
Hello Fim Fiction Soulless Survivor here whit the remake of the first chapter of my first fan fiction. Sorry for what happened earlier I forgot this in 1st-person when I started and I forgot to proofread and spellcheck. But with Mishap come well learned lessons don't work when your sleepy you will make and leave errors witch are bad. So now I'm asking for readers to give the story one more chance as I continue on. Next we meet the girls and Soulless gets a new look and friends.
Tell next time Soulless Survivor out
BEY BEY
Into The Fog
The only true fear is fear of the unknown
Soulless Survivor
Soulless for few that know him he rarely tells anyone his real name woke up 2 o'clock A.m. for natural reason. Guessing only 4 hours of sleep will do for today, he sat in the comfortable darkness of his room then got up after 15 minutes and trudge to the kitchen of the empty 2 bedroom apartment where he crashed for free well until his 2 roommates landlord find out. Soulless is not a vegetarian but, he doesn't eat much meats no pork no beef and he could easily give it all up today (at 2:20 in the morning) he made himself a garlic butter, mushroom, onion, spinach burrito that Javier showed him how to make.
Soulless;"So good" he thought to himself.
After the early breakfast Soulless found himself getting dress (black cargo pants and a white Tee) and heading for the door this was strange because he was not going to work he's off today. Plus he's kind of a shut-in other then Javier, and Markus Soulless doesn't have any friends and his co-workers are only about work. Soulless's job is simple he played video games find glitches, and screw-up, what too easy or just plan impossible anything that needed to be looked at before the release date it paid well. But he wasn't going to work he just wanted to walk. So he did just that Soulless walked all the way to Mike's a well know bar in town about 3 and a half miles from his apartment then without so much as going in he walk back home and get there at 4:15 A.M.
Soulless; "ugh" Soulless sigh under his breath. He didn't have to search his person for keys they're in the windowsill in his room. Soulless noticed that Markus was home there was no mistaking his purple 2005 Dodge Intrepid Soulless walk up to the door of the apartment complex and give 3 solid knocks. "HEY MARKUS ITS SOULLESS I FORGOT MY KEYS" he shouted. Markus did respond Soulless couldn't make out and any footsteps aggravated he punched the door hard. "Dude open the door or I'll kick it down" he shouts one more time usually Soulless more patient, but he felt unease like something was watching him. Markus decided to ignore him so he give the door one hard kick
Markus; "shit man" Markus said muffled by the door. Soulless still heard him. Markus came to the door and cracked it open he stood behind the door hold something then hands Soulless $200 cash and his key. "Take this and go somewhere, just give me some time" Soulless gave him a blank stair took the money turned around.
Soulless; "have fun" Soulless snickered as he walked away. Walking around town 4:30 in the morning was... nice soon the birds started chirping as the breaking dawn Soulless seem to enjoy the soft melody the birds made. "Well I guess it's officially morning now?" he turn his head and spotted the setting moon "guess so" Soulless said to himself. Soulless headed back home after the sun completely rose with that feeling of being watched again.
Back home things were quiet 6:30 A.M and Javari's white 2005 Ford Focus in the lot witch meant he was home witch was strange Mark and Javari can't stand each other without Soulless. He goes inside no one was home the door to his room was open and something inside set off an ominous glow. Soulless acting on impulse does as his nerves instructed him to do. He kneels down reaching under the living room couch and grabbing the katana he keep there like the paranoid freak that he is get up and head for the room. It might not be very sharp, but it still cut better than any kitchen knife and if this turn out to be a prank it wouldn't be the first time one of them had a weapon pointed at there head. Turns out this was no prank there was some type of smoke pocket on the floor in the room, it looked like a black fog swirling counter clock wise slowly with deep blues purples, a violent looking yellow, and red, and a fury of white lighten. It looked like something out of a horror based game he could have sworn I saw a decaying face in the fog but it faded as something pushed him while falling he turned around and saw what looked liked a shadow it could have been part of the fog then he stopped looked down to see he stepped into whatever this black mist was. Soulless soon found out whatever it was now it's not happy it began spinning clock wise quicker then before as each color formed a hand that where 3 time the size of a average person and flew towards him he swung the still sheathed sword to no aid as the fog and hands pull him under into the fog he closed his eyes from fear.
Soulless woke up on a dark floor illuminated in a spotlight fashion. He was alone until.. IT came back. Taking its original shape the fog manifested across the floor on the edge of the light everything was quiet. Its swirling slowed to a stop as the fog spread its self out like in a spiking pattern making its way to Soulless.
Soulless; "STAY AWAY!" He shouted swinging his sword at the fog once again the sheathed katana pass through the fog, but as it reformed this time it cringed in pain or what looked like pain to Soulless. "Don't like that? Well right now I don't like you so stay back."
Just as Soulless finished speaking the color took there hand forms again flying towards him. The red hand balled into a fist aimed for a body blow charging for Soulless. It and was meet by the sheath of his sword. This time Soulless was sure he hit something.
Knocked back to is fellow hands the red hand shuck off the pain
Soulless; "so you felt that well at least I have chance at beating you whatever you are." He said holding his sword with both hands preparing for the next strike
The hands turned to face the fog that pulsed the hand quickly to Soulless the blue hand iced itself over the opened breaking the ice. The yellow stretch out as creating an electric filed. The purple simply started glowing. Finally the red clutched hard bursting into flames giving a clear sign they where ready to fight. The red and blue hands charge in both with there elemental power in full effect. Soulless while on the outside look calm, but he was truly afraid he never come across anything like this before still he readied himself to counter the approaching hand. As they made their advance Soulless lowered himself to the ground gripping the hilt of the sword tightly. Upon reaching him the faded away leaving Soulless confused. Suddenly the yellow hand struck Soulless in the back he stumbled forward and received a uppercut from the reappearing red hand his shirt was burnt off mostly from the firry red hand. The attack sent Soulless into the air then he stopped, he didn't feel like he was floating it was more like being held because he was. Like a tentacle one part of the black fog reached for Soulless as the dark purple hand seemed to levitate him just by pointing at him. As the fog pulled Soulless in he was too scared to scream trying for final assault he griped his sword tight, taking notice the hand return to there original shape to restrain him. Now helpless Soulless was pulled into the fog then he felt a sharp pain run up his spine as something hit him in the back of the head. Before passing out Soulless heard a familiar laugh
????; ha ha ha yeeesss
Soulless; "Sombra!" he says weakly as everything fades to darkness