Yeah. Got bored. Decided to write an alterenate scene to a story i havent written yet. Enjoy. And please comment, regardless of whether or not you like it.
The guard sighed and leaned against the cold steel leg of the hulking metal beast.
“This is for military use only, sir. I can’t let you use it.”
The hooded man limped a step forward and the guard couldn’t help but notice the heavily bleeding cut on the man’s upper left leg. He quickly added, “Sir, you should go to the local hostpital and get that wound stitched up.”
“Let me use your creature. I will only ask one more time.”
The guard moved his left hand towards the pistol on his belt, while he raised his right hand and said, “Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to leave. Now.”
The man stepped forward again, and threw back his hood, revealing the grey-green, stitched, scarred face.
The guard slipped off the rounded steel and into the mud, stammering, “Wha-what… are you?”
The man laughed cruelly and responded “Your demise.” Then the black-as-ice blade descended, ending the guards life.