The Spar: Severer Vs Midnightist

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It was a cold Malevolent day, the Grey clouds were lachrymose  drizzling its cold liquids Upon sev's leather jacket  gently, the Aroma Of damp Concrete Filled the city scape Overpowering the pungency of automobiles and fast foods, The wind guts Sent chills down Severer's spine causing him to shiver for warmth letting out a deep Teeth gritting growl, The sonority of The lively city echoed Throughout the avenue as Severer walked down the street  Cv station to head over to new york for his well deserved vacation. His Flat surfaced caramel Gucci Shoes slapped against the floor loudly causing people to stare at him off natural instinct. After Ten minutes of delicate rain it came to a hault, the Phosphorous sun Illuminated the setting with a brilliant Light that provided warmth against the geledity of the windy moisture, it was well needed for Sev who wore a Thin brown leather jacket with Biage slacks. He finally reached the Cv Train station , he glanced around his surroundings  for the last time, The grayish sky scrappers were highly stature in the sky, Providing  a more modern view for the City Of Vine.

Sev walked inside The terminal of The Train station, it was crowded  with people seeking to get to thier destination's, he became tense as he glared at the Ticketing booth that was surrounded by an irritated mob of people, you could her the animosity within thier voices as they stood around The ticket machine impatiently"Just f**king awesome angry mob of ticket fiends" he Mumbled under his voice In ire. Sev  Shuffled through his pockets to pull out a pack of Malboro Cigarettes, there was a pack of matches placed between the protective Plastic of the pack, he took it out and stuck the match with the natural force Of Kinetic energy supplying him with fire to light his cigarette which rested between his lips. he walked over to The crowded mob area and began to rush through the mob towards the ticket machine,people Complained but was shut up immidiately  by the fury that rested in Sev's glances.

He soon reached the ticket Booth and some Stocky fiar skinned man was taking as long as he wanted to get his ticket, sev tapped his shoulder with his index and middle finger softy "He dude...your kinda taking to long with you ticket, its like you ate beans and went to take a hour long sh!t bro"Sev said apathetically the man turn his bulgy head over his shoulder slightly to get a look at sev with his Oval black shaded eyes." i dont give to Sh!ts about how long im taking i'll ta....UGH!!!" Severer through a vicious left hook to The mans waist sending him crashing into the Ticket Machine and then falling to the floor gasping for air. Punches to the waist Knocks the wind out of your Opponents since your lungs is in that area, severer knew well. He glared at the man as he hugged his waist in pain"stupid Bastard"He said with a chuckle, as he looked at the man Cockily he heard the mechanic sound of the ticket machine, he looked at the ticket machine to see a ticket sticking out of the slot , sev took it from the slot and read it"oh just the ticket i needed round trip ticket to new york city, train arrives at  9:45" he said mentally, he glanced at his Rolex to see it was 9:43.OH SH!T!!

Sev  charged through the mob of people that surrounded him and headed south for the B23 train witch took him to new york city, Penn station, he chucked as fast as he could , running down Hollow Corridors, Until he finally reached the train witch got at the station as soon as he reached the platform Sev hopped in the third car gasping for air from the exertion of the Run, he sat down in a one seatable cushioned chair and took his ipod out from the side pocket of His tree bark brown leather book bag, he put on the earphones as the train departed from the platform out into the Beautiful grass terrain, for this type of event , He Played the song Im Blurry From puddle of mud. He could picture a scene going on as he stared out the glistening window into the fiery illumination that emitted the sky. the train headed over a narrow patch of land that was surrounded by Boundless Cerulean waters that reaked of moss. Sev dazed of to the next song that played, it was called Circle from slipknot, the melody of the song was so tranquil that it put Sev to sleep with its Congruous tone.

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Midnightist was walking along in the dark and yet somewhat calming tunnels of Penn station. He mad no rush to catch the train although he felt it would be a good idea to find some way to relax from what he had just gone through. He had recently become aware of a foul and yet still somewhat human creature. A man going by the name of the Meateater had been filling those very tunnels with the remains of human bodies that he had turned from human beings with lives and loved ones into pieces of meat and food as human do with cows and chickens. As he walked down that stairway for the 9:45 he could not help but think of the being he had now killed.

Many would have had no troubles killing something that had been tearing the skin from 10 year old girls to keep itself alive, but then again he was not human. As he walked down the stairs and around the people his mind was not on the walk. He had been having a hard time finding his reason for being. During the whole fight he felt as though he could hear the screams of poor innocent that had become a horrible shell of what was once probably a good man. He had thought that he himself probably had the thing he killed had  life much like the ones he killed. He felt that in those few seconds his humanity was slipping.

He reached the ticket booth only to find that a man had recently been badly injured. All those around him said that so crazy man had gotten angry at him and hit him sending him into the ticket machine. The human skin Midnightist wore could detect the broken bones and bruises of the man and quickly became curious as to how one person could hurt someone like that. The seen had the stink of someone far more than human and seemed like they had even less of a good temper. He quickly looked around having caught the mans scent rushing for the train he had just quickly gotten and and despite his grace full speed could not reached before the door closed.

He watched as the train left with this obviously inhuman character sleeping not thinking of the damage he had done. Every second he looked at the car the more he wanted to speak to him. He decided he would speak to him in the method he would speak to anyone else that could fling a man with just a gesture. With a speed equal to one who can be at two places at once he was on the top of the train as the man slept beneath him thinking aloud one sentence who is he.