El'Pookyrnthzl Amachef, Lieutenant to the Dark Lord of forseeable consequences, Subguardian of the Gates of Mild Despair, Assistant to the secretary of
minor stumbles, crashed through the brush in Perez Park, swearing and cursing as the thorny branches ripped at his tunic and wings.
"Blessed loving GOD BLESSED Motherrespecting THORNS! Aieeeeeee!" As a particularily vicious snag tore a hole in his wing, Pooky ripped free of his
tangle and fell flat on his face in a puddle. His sputtering curses turned into burbling incoherencies by the muddy water, Pooky levered himself to his feet.
Glaring about him, the stocky imp squatted and burst upwards, clearing the underbrush and canopy with a frenzied fluttering of his tattered wings. As he
crested the tops of the trees, Pooky spun in place, searching for his war party.
The trees waved gently in the breeze, and the sun glistened off the water in the distance.
Pooky turned slowly around, searching for even a hint of the confusion and chaos that would accompany the squad of demonic troopers he had been assigned to.
The wet squelching of the Hydra came low and quiet, peaceful against the whispering of the leaves.
Pooky yanked on his long, pointed ears, screaming in fury, and an explosion echoed across the Park, coming from the boathouse. His stocky body shot forward,
wings pumping madly, as Pooky shot through the air towards the battle. As he thumped to the pier outside of the boathouse, he crowed in triumph, whipping his
bow out and readying an arrow, prepared for anything and searching for the demon overlord in charge of his team. As he looked back to see if perhaps the
overlord was behind him, Pooky was caught by a massive explosion, which threw him the short distance across this arm of the lake, and face first into a
conveniently placed tree.
Cut to black.
"No can brain today. Want cheezeburger."
From NGE: Nobody Dies, by Gregg Landsman
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5579457/1/NGE_Nobody_Dies
minor stumbles, crashed through the brush in Perez Park, swearing and cursing as the thorny branches ripped at his tunic and wings.
"Blessed loving GOD BLESSED Motherrespecting THORNS! Aieeeeeee!" As a particularily vicious snag tore a hole in his wing, Pooky ripped free of his
tangle and fell flat on his face in a puddle. His sputtering curses turned into burbling incoherencies by the muddy water, Pooky levered himself to his feet.
Glaring about him, the stocky imp squatted and burst upwards, clearing the underbrush and canopy with a frenzied fluttering of his tattered wings. As he
crested the tops of the trees, Pooky spun in place, searching for his war party.
The trees waved gently in the breeze, and the sun glistened off the water in the distance.
Pooky turned slowly around, searching for even a hint of the confusion and chaos that would accompany the squad of demonic troopers he had been assigned to.
The wet squelching of the Hydra came low and quiet, peaceful against the whispering of the leaves.
Pooky yanked on his long, pointed ears, screaming in fury, and an explosion echoed across the Park, coming from the boathouse. His stocky body shot forward,
wings pumping madly, as Pooky shot through the air towards the battle. As he thumped to the pier outside of the boathouse, he crowed in triumph, whipping his
bow out and readying an arrow, prepared for anything and searching for the demon overlord in charge of his team. As he looked back to see if perhaps the
overlord was behind him, Pooky was caught by a massive explosion, which threw him the short distance across this arm of the lake, and face first into a
conveniently placed tree.
Cut to black.
"No can brain today. Want cheezeburger."
From NGE: Nobody Dies, by Gregg Landsman
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5579457/1/NGE_Nobody_Dies