The work of the lord (Shadow)

On a rainy Monday, a gang of thugs sat in an abandoned warehouse in the dock. There was nothing there of any importance, so no one ever had any reason to go there. Unless of course you're a bunch of bad guys who can't afford an evil lair but don't want to just hang out at the park. At the moment, they were all hiding out since they had just committed a huge offense.

The day before, they had just attacked someone their leader hates during church. The hail of bullets that had been used to kill the target had also gunned down several innocent churchgoers, but none of them had lost any sleep over that. At the moment all they were thinking about was that the guy they had sent out to get some booze had been gone for a while.

Just as one of them was about to call his friend, they heard the front door creaking loudly and turned to look. They had expected to see their friend, but instead laid eyes on a black haired teenager with a bullet wound in his chest and a bloody mouth Huh, guess there's no point in being stealthy anymore

For a second, everyone was stunned, then the teenager broke the silence Alright, listen up, scumbags. I'm here... a blonde thug with a tattoo on his face cut him off by running over and stabbing him in the chest. Simon, the bloodied teenager, grabbed the man by the wrist while the knife was still in his chest and pulled him in closer, grabbing him by the head and pulling him in closer.

With a sickening crunch, the man was killed and gore was spread everywhere. Simon looked back at the rest, his eyes now yellow with the whites of his eyes turned black ...to kill you.

Alexander stumbles out of a backroom  his body riddled with bullets as they started falling out of him his wounds healing in the process " Mide if i cut in simon?" the irish looking preist said as he produced two large bayonets out of knowere both were stained in blood of the guards outside  walking into the room " a poor man who should be dead , fought a zombie and lost his head he Wore his sins  like some sort of  pride too many lies to many lies"

Not even moments after Simon made his appearance, another threat to the gang appeared from the back. So much for the plan to run out that way. Out of all the unusual things about the new entry to this party, one in particular confused Simon How do you know my name?

He let that question hang in the air as he dashed towards the nearest man, tearing out his throat with his teeth. As the man clutched at his throat, trying desperately to draw breath, Simon shoved him in to his friend who was charging. Simon closed the distance between himself and the man while he was stumbling and sliced his throat with a swipe of his hand.

Some of the thugs, in their panic, decided to go for Alexander, whom they currently considered to be the lesser threat wielding whatever random things they found on the ground that could be used as a melee weapon.

Alexander laughs "i,know all of the lords children " he says while throwing both bayonets with enough force to embed themselfs and two poor shmucks to the concreat wall praducing another bayonet he cleaved threw a steel gurted with a guy hiding behind it both cleanly cut in half "You guys shouldnt try to kill me at a church , if you get on your knees and prey to your god ill set you free " looking back to simon " Forgive me if i came in at a bad tim"e

Simon's question was responded with nothing more than a vague response that didn't provide any answers, but there was more to focus on at the moment than a response to a question. Simon saw the weird guy dispatch a couple more guys out of the corner of his eye as he sliced in to a thug with a hand he had turned in to an axe. So, this guy was the one who the hit had been ordered on? How interesting.

Simon gave off a mock scoff when the guy apologized for possibly coming in at a bad time Well I had planned on killing them all, but I'm willing to share. During his moment of distraction, a knife was plunged in to his back, so he decapitated the attacker responsible with his hand.

While some thugs were foolhardily trying to fight the attackers with melee weapons, a small group of them were running to their weapons stash where they were keeping the guns. The stash consisted of assault rifles and grenades, enough to be very annoying even to the two beings that were very hard to kill. Simon was in no position to stop them, busy as he was.

Alexander saw those guys start to aim there guns at simon only for Alexander to jump in the way of the shot reciving a bullet to the skull fallowed by a slug to the chest making him fall to the floor an audible cheer as Alexander hit the floor while others with guns focus on simon

When the men managed to grab their guns, they allowed for only a moment of celebration before taking aim. They let load all the bullets they could fire at Simon. There was no time taken to account for accuracy, but with that many shots going off some of them would hit. Simon raised an arm to cover his head, but then he saw that the religious guy took the bullets for him.

Simon growled under his breath and charged at the men with the guns while they were reloading. He leaped at them and shifted his hand into a blade before starting to tear them apart. One was just knocked down by the strike that hit him, so he was able to fire at Simon. He tore several holes in Simon's chest with bullets, wrecking his organs and knocking him to the ground with the impact.

For a second, he began to cheer, then Simon slowly rose to his feet and glared at him. The man screamed in fear and dropped his gun, trying to crawl away. Simon pounced on him and placed his jaw around the top of his head, crunching down. The remaining thugs watched as Simon got to his feet and his wounds started to heal completely. In their awe, they all stared at Simon, with no eyes being on Alexander.

Alexander rose from the cold ground his head and ches gave of smoke as the bullets were pushed out and the wounds healed "well now that was, interesting" he said while cracking open a energy drink and downing its contents

As Simon was glaring at all the thugs, he spotted something quite peculiar in the back. His ally who he thought had taken a fatal bullet to the head rose to his feet as he healed off his wounds just like Simon had just done. Simon laughed and clapped his hands, leading to some of the thugs turning to see what he was laughing about and spotting Alexander rising, crying out in surprise. Simon used the distraction to dive at the group and start hacking at them with an axe hand.

Alexander joins in on the slaughter quickly dispatching the remaining thugs "well that was a dissopointment thought they would have put up more of a fight" He said as he poked a dead thug with a blade

Once they were done with the battle, Simon took a deep breath in and a deep one out, then when his eyes opened they were back to normal To be fair, if we were as killable as normal people we would have died. Simon walked over to the nearest corpse, picked him up by the neck and bit into his head.

After eating his brains, Simon's wounds gained since his last healing healed again, then he looked at Alexander You're probably wondering what that's about. I'm a zombie.