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Posted by benji on Jul 17, 2006 12:26:47 GMT -6
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Benji had been walking for awhile now, he could swear someone from the diner was following him. He turned around; there he was again. A man in a rough red shirt, big pants, big muscles and a giant grin. "What if he saw me pull out the money..." Benji was filled with fear now. He made a mad dash down the street, knocking a small lady over. He turned his head, "Shit, he's running after me." Benji turned down a dark alley and turned once again into another. It reaked and the stench could knock a man out. He turned once more, into a dead end.
The man ran out from behind the corner and laughed. "I saw that money kid, I don't care where you got it, just hand it over."
Benji laughed "What makes you think you can take it from me?"
The red-shirted man grunted, "Punk, I'm not going to play games." He pulled out a gun and pointed it at Benji's head.
Benji's stomache roamed with butterflies, but he wasn't going to give in. "Screw you!"
The man fired the gun, Benji quickly activated a shield around himself. The bullet ricocheted off. The man gasp, "You're a freakin' mutant!"
Benji nodded, he stepped closer to the bully. The man fired the gun again and it richocheted once more. Benji released the shield around his body and focused two smaller ones around his hands. He lept forward and punched the man. The man in red tumbled backwards. Benji's tail slid out of his pants and wrapped around the gun. His tail ripped the gun from the man and Benji grasped it with his hand, now pointing it at the rough-red-shirted man.
"Any reason why I shouldn't kill you?" Benji asked.
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Jul 21, 2006 13:58:16 GMT -6
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Posted by benji on Jul 21, 2006 14:02:49 GMT -6
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The man starred with fear at the mischevious mutant. He didn't say a word.
"Guess not," said Benji. He pulled the trigger. The bullet blazed through the man's skull. He was dead. Benji pondered a moment. His tail slid across the main and cut two initials into the man's shirt: "JD".
"Jade Demon," Benji announced. He pondered for a moment... "Maybe I should go by JD from now on... yes, that sounds better than Benji!"
JD put the gun in his backpack, pick-pocketed the man for more ammo, and left the alley.
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