Gods of a Different Kind

Fuck my Life

        "Death comes to those who wait..."

        "So what, we wait here for him to show up?"

        "Correction, you wait here while I go do some epic back flips from those trees over there"

        "Really? REALLY?"

        "Have fun kiddy, don't start the party without me"

        "You mother f-"

        "Tisk tisk didn't your mother teach you any better?"

        Just like that he disappeared, just into nothing.

        "Like the wind brah..." I heard from the darkness.

        "You're an asshole..."

        "Hmm, yes, indeed, what an astute observation"

        ***

        I heard shuffling from the direction of a few dead bushes, dear myself I hope it is a bunny.

        Without warning a human like being charged from it, nope definitely not a bunny.

        Dodging the speedy assault I gave the attacker a quick jab to the stomach, it did not even flinch. The realization of what I was fighting hit me like a ton of bricks, I immediately back stepped to escape the walking dead. It slowly shuffled forward, there must be many in this ones hive. Oh shit.

        Many groans came from all around me, the dead shuffled forward. For them to be this unintelligent there must be a few hundred. There is absolutely no way I can possibly kill that many, I would even have trouble.

        Without warning the horde of undead were cut down, an invisible weapon killed countless of them with a single blow. A shockwave spread throughout their ranks as they fell to the ground, lifeless.

        As suddenly as it had happened it was over, I stood there, in shock. What was powerful enough to kill that many of them?

        "Sup bro?"

        "Did you do that?"

        "Do what?"

        "Quit kidding around, I know you killed all these undead"

        "Oh umm... I didn't..."

        "You're kidding right?"

        "No I'm not, I just got here. I thought you killed them, although that doesn't make much sense since you don't have your powers. You don't have your powers right?"

        "No I don't..." I said nervously, "So who do you think is strong enough to kill them all?"

        "Your guess is as good as mine"

        "WHO KILLED MY SLAVES?"

        ***

        "Shit shit shit shit shit" I mumbled while running through the dead world. Ok Ok, remember the plan...

        I climbed onto a nearby hill, preparing to do exactly as Licens had said.

        "OI FUCK FACE" I yelled while dropping my pants, Yeah this was the plan. Completely idiotic. 'All you have to do is distract him, I would suggest yelling oi fuck face while mooning him. That will surely piss him off'

        I hate my life.

        I quickly pulled my leggings up, just in time to block a dangerous knife that would have gone up my ass. It is quite difficult to pull up your pants when you only have one hand. Damn that was close.

        "I will kill you."

        Where the hell is Licens? Screw it, it doesn't matter. Just run.

        ***

        I cried manly tears of joy as a house came into view, I don't care if it looks like the house of a crazy psycho killer, anywhere is better then constantly dodging knifes.

        I busted through the near collapsed house, rotten wood and dust enter my nose. I quickly looked around for anything to block the door. I quickly pulled a couch that was in disrepair in the way of the door. I don't know how long it will keep him out, but any time is better then none. Good thing all the windows are boarded up, although how strongly I am unsure.

        "Having fun?"

        "I hate you so much right now, and when are you going to do your part of the plan?"

        "Eh... I had no plan. This was purely for my entertainment"

        "YOU-you.... AGHHHHHHHH"

        All I ended up hitting was air, he turned transparent right before I had hit him.

        "Violence is never the answer young one."

        "Screw you"

        "Love you too"

        ***

        I heard pounding at the door, it seems that the wood is a lot stronger then it first appeared to hold off such blows. Licens summoned a spear out of the air, seems he can summon weapons like myself.

        "Can I have a weapon?"

        "Sure" He said while ripping out a floor board. He tossed it to me, I caught it with a quick movement.

        "A stick? A FUCKING STICK?"

        "Not just any stick..." He said needlessly dramatically " A POINTY stick."