Pitch Black

[valen]

PERSONAL LOG
Michael Valen
Entry # 79

**BODY ARMOR POWERING UP**
**ENEGRY AT 100%**
**STATUS: OPERATIONAL**

*Click*

"I can feel its power!!! Haha!" - Michael said as he was putting on the helmet. He stood up in the body armor, looking at his hands, legs, gun, "Finally it is to be tested in combat! Thanks Old Man!! Haha!" - Continues laughing inside his helmet.

Michael slowly steped outside of his ship, shutting down all power consumption in the ship through the armor. It can't be detected now, "Its just me and them. And I would not place any bets on them! Hah!"

*Click*

Michael powered up the armor's gun and visual deflection barrier. And proceeded into the forest in a hurry, with his gun on his back, that can be taken into his hands and be ready for usage in a matter of seconds. The body armor's infrared scanners were scanning the forest around him. He increased their range by powering down the visual barrier.

The infrared scanners soon picked up humanoid lifeforms, approximately 500 m from Michael's current position. He proceeded with stealth, quietly running towards them, running yet still not making any noise.

As he approached the Bretonians he took a position on hill overlooking the passage where the Bretonian forces needed to pass. He was ready.

"Now all I have to do is wait, and let them come to me." - He said as he took the gun from his back and powered it up.

Not much time passed and the Bretonians were approaching the passage that was overlooked by Michael. The visual deflection barrier was powered up to maximum, decreasing the chances for the Bretonians to make visual contact with Michael. The body armor hid his body temperature so their infrared scans were useless, but they didn't know that. As they entered the passage Michael was ready.

"Only four of them?! The Bretonians underestimate me. Come little boys, lets have some fun." - He said silently, and aimed at the frontman of the colon.

A loud, single pitched shot was heard, like a laser cutting through ones head. A direct hit, and the head of the frontman was severed. Blood sprayed on the rest of the squad, the first three were sprayed the most. They were frightened.

"Hah! Headshoot!" - Michael yelled.

"What the **** was that?!?! Did you hear that??" - One of the soldiers said.

"His ****ing head is missing?!?!" - The Sergeant replied.

"Take cover!!! Scan the perimeter!" - The officer in charge ordered his men. But one of the men was to scared to move, and froze up there. Michael took the chance and fired at him. Again the laser like shot was heard, tearing through the soldiers chest, ripping his armor, and frying his heart. He fell on the ground, no blood was to be seen in the dark. But Michael could see the blood flowing with his infrared scans. That made him even more hungry.

"Three more left. Hah! This is fun! I will enjoy killing them. And picturing I am shooting Caroline and The Old Man. Haha!"

One of the soldiers took leaned and took a look, maybe try and see where is the shooter. But that was enough time for Michael to get a clear shoot, and he fired, aiming at the soldier's neck. The shoot severed his artery and blood was spraying all over, the soldier's nerve system was still functioning and he fired his gun killing the Sergeant. Finally he fell down dead, lying there and blood flowing from his neck.

"The gun is perfect, blood is flowing, heads are missing, a perfect day. Only one more left. I shall drive fear into his bones! Haha!" - Michael said with pride.

He put the gun on his back and jumped from the hill away from the officer.

"Look at him! He is scared ****less! Haha!" - He said that out loud, and the soldier heard him.

"Where are you!!?!? Show yourself you coward!?!"

"Coward?!?!?!"

These words made Michael mad and he ran towards the soldier, drawing a blade from the armor's hand. He switched off the visual barrier and yelled, "Here I am Bretonian! Haha!", the soldier turned around just in time to see a robotic figure running towards him. As Michael ran towards the soldier, he determined that it was a female, and with quick thinking only disabled her by cutting her hand that was holding the gun off.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! It ****ing hurts!!!!" - The officer screamed.

"Oh this is just the beginning. Its been a while since I last had a female in my presence. Haha! We will have some fun you pretty thing. I promise, it won't hurt....much. Haha!" - He spoke in a clearly deranged mental stat. Knocked her unconscious and threw her on his back. Slowly heading towards his camp.

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