Pitch Black

[valen]

PERSONAL LOG
Michael Valen
Entry # 22

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"I can't ****ing sleep. My head hurts, my body hurts, my ****ing heart hurts! I hate The Old Man! Even worse then Caroline. At least she loved people more then me, this old fart loves his armor more then me. **** him, I don't need him. I don't need anyone!" - Michael was talking to himself, trying to ease his pain. He didn't know what hurts more, his head or his heart, nobody wants him, and he grew sick of it.

"I hate them." - He said and slowly got up from bed. He was unable to walk straight, because of the pain in his head, he slowly pattered through the corridors and came near the stairs that lead to the laboratory. He stood there for a while, thinking.

"I hate them, lets see how they will do without me. And how will The Old **** do without his armor! Hah! Damn my head hurts. Can't even laugh." - Michael put his hand on the head to ease the pain a little. He stepped down the stairs and into the laboratory, whose doors opened again just as Michael approached them.

"The Old Man wasn't expecting this did he? Haha! If he did he would have denied my access to this ****ing place. Nowwwww, where is that **** I need?" - He looked around for the chamber where the armor is, finally seeing it he proceeded there.

"Now let me see. Wow it really looks nice. Haha! Wonder how it goes." - Michael sat near the computer console near the armor, and started reading its schematics, characteristics and disadvantages.

"Haha this will do me good." - He started the powering up sequence of the armor, and the armor's chamber doors opened, allowing Michael access to the armor. He slowly approached it, with fear, respect and desire. Part by part he put it on himself, only to have the helmet remaining.

"Old Man!!!! Get the **** down here!!" - He screamed but no response came, so finally he put the helmet on.

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**BODY ARMOR POWERING UP**
**ENEGRY AT 47% AND RISING**
**STATUS: OPERATIONAL**

The armor started draining power from the power core in the chamber, it was going slow so Michael turned up the energy consumption to speed it up. Lights began to quiver, sparks were jumping from power conduits. And the armor's power began raising. Finally it reached 100 %, completely draining the power core of the chamber, and the entire residence.

Michael moved in the armor away from the chamber, still unable to move as he wanted, it was not easy. Then the armor needles penetrated the muscular tissue, his skull, eyes, bones. The pain was unimaginable.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, ****KKKKKKKKKKK it hurtssssss!!! Arghhhhhhhhh!!"

The Old Man heard that and quickly ran from his bedroom down to the laboratory, only to see a robotic figure in the armor standing in the chamber, with its hands on its head, screaming.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa, damnnn it hurts!"

"Michael! You useless boy! I can't leave you alone for one second until you screw something up! Get out of that suit dumbass!" - The Old Man yelled at him, only provoking Michael even more.

"Old Man, now I don't need you anymore, nor have I ever needed you for that matter. This ends here, no loose ends, no more insulting me! THIS ENDS HERE!!!" - Michael was furious, and he draw the blade from the armor's hand out. And started to run toward The Old Man, he was so quick, The Old Man hadn't had time to react.

Michael came close to him, and lowered his look to The Old Man, as he was taller then him, "Old Man, **** you!" - As he said this he rushed the blade on his hand through the old man's head. The blade perforated his head, entering beneath the chin, and the exit wound was on the top of his head. Blood was dripping down the blade, the expression of The Old Man's lifeless head was priceless to Michael. Revenge has come.

"See Old Man? I have won in the end. Time to have my revenge on you. No, you won't have peace even in death." - While saying this he retracted the blade from The Old Man's head, and the lifeless body fell on the floor. Michael grabbed his hand and dragged him through the house to his bedroom, so he can have his revenge.

He threw him on his bed, once again pulling out the armor's blade, "Fun times eh Old Man?! Haha!" - He jumped on the bed, standing over the body of The Old Man, and stabbed his blade in the body's arm and cut it off. Blood was spraying everywhere, and Michael was enjoying this, "Revenge feels good!".

"Thanks Old Man, this will come in handy. I have some unfinished business with Caroline now. They won't find you here for a long time. So don't go anywhere Old Man! Hahaha!"

"Now, where is that ship with the armor's power core you were talking about. You never showed me that you scum. I'll tear the house apart for it if I have to!"

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