Eating

Prologue

Iron boots scraped down a baron street of lifelessness emitting an eerie echo. Some cars were parked normally while some scattered on the roads showing the element of something amiss. The great life form dragged a lead pipe as he proceeded down the dark street. Shadow stopped at an intersection and looked around finding him self alone, he pulled out a communicator handset.

"In position... cue to move now" he stated into the communicator

Shadow put the handset back on to his belt and walked over to a nearby car. He took three sharp breaths then cocked the lead pipe behind his head and swung at the cars side setting off its alarm.

"C'mon…" he gritted, as he laid another three swings at the car, smashing the windshield making as much noise as possible.

He stopped when he heard what he wanted, the screech of the un-dead ran through the buildings filling the empty shops and apartments of the city centre. The car's alarm continued to wail as he moved from the car and in to the middle of the street, waiting. Then they appeared, a swarm of living corpses charging towards him. There must have been at least two hundred individual hosts of this abomination; their faces are lifeless, only showing anger in their eyes and hunger for flesh from the bones of the living. Shadow stared back at the horde with his own dark crimson eyes as they proceeded closer. He remained perfectly still and calm as the infection started to pour out from all angles and different streets connecting to the intersection.

Shadow fell with the wave of zombies as they collided with him. He hit the ground and they clawed frantically trying to consume his being. Shadow looked up into the faces of death still calm and collected. He tilted his head in wonder analysing the distorted features and cold grey skin. The host made a swipe for Shadow's face but was stopped casually by his hand like dismissing a nuisance. It snarled dripping saliva and baring its grotesque teeth.

"Oh lovely…" he said disgusted wiping drool from his face.

The undead then made a lunge for his neck causing Shadow to wrap his hands around its throat keeping it at bay. The situation would look bleak for someone other than the ultimate life form, eventually his communicator piped up again with a bleep.

"Shadow, we all got out safely, report to back to us ASAP…" it announced with a female voice.

Holding the living corpse with one hand he reached down to the handset with his other.

"Understood, on my way" he replied putting it back on his belt. The zombies continued to scramble over him as he uncliped a button of a sheath next to his radio communicator. The infected on top of him inched closer to the flesh of his neck as Shadow struggled with one hand. Finally Shadow burst, kicking the infected of him into more zombies behind it. He stood in his pool of living corpses, surrounded by the rotten reanimated horde. Shadow countered the approached of an infected behind him and drove it's face into the ground shattering it like glass. More moved towards him as he readied a combat knife from the sheath on his belt.

He flipped it in his palm holding it upside down and slashed at the face of first, then spun around tearing at the abdomen of the next. The blood splashing on his fur fuelled him as he carved his way through the crowd. They fell like pins from Shadow's onslaught letting out distorted cries and gurgling noises as their second life ended. He flung one over his shoulder twisting off its arm as it fell, he stripped the flesh from the arm bone and plunged it into the head of the next opponent impaling its brain. Shadow grew more violent and imaginative with his kills as more and more fell by his hand. One infected seized an opportunity and glomped onto Shadow's back trying to bite his neck.

"Get off…" he growled from the pit of his stomach as he elbowed the corpse off himself.

In the short delay after the infected was struck, another two zombies lunged for him then more and more until Shadow fell into a big pile up. Shadow could not be seen in the pile of rotten bodies as they squirmed and clawed even at each other to get to Shadow's body. It went silent until a red glow illuminated from the centre of the pile up.

"Urrgh… CHAOS BLAST!" Shadow bellowed as he exploded in the mass of bodies. Limbs and different parts were flung from Shadow in a red mist that fell slowly. Shadow remained in his red circle, hovering with his arms stretched wide. Red aura wisped from his body and dissipated as this anger relaxed. He took one last look around at the rest of the infected that didn't get caught in the blast, and then pulled out a flawless red emerald.

"Chaos control…" He uttered and vanished in a blue aura leaving the other infected. As Shadow left the infected returned to roam mindlessly about the streets as though nothing had happened.

Well i've finally got my second story up... (thank god)... nah I actually had a good time thinking of ideas and writing this. Not one my best writing and sorry the prologue is a bit short but... what the hell.

I have some good ideas for this in later chapters, but I would greatly appreciate some ideas of your own if you have any just let me know.

Yours El t0mm1e