Crux FinaleCrux In Light of OblivionCrux Finale
“In Every Story there is a Time to Say Goodbye”
Such a bad idea to the two to split up for supplies. Something was definitely happening, he felt it calling deep down inside of him. Chris’s feet rapidly pounded against the concrete, his ears perked for any individual sound that could possibly be out of place. All vehicles had been cleared away from the streets and he stopped next to a lamp post as three large mechanical suits flew past him, mounted weapons rotating idly without their locks
Crux TenCrux 10 Within MemoryCrux Ten
Large wooden crates shuffled inside a large warehouse as rain gently beat against the exterior walls. Kara stood, admiring the open area she had helped construct as Chris and Zar continued to build a perimeter of wooden barricades within the building. Eventually the two stopped, Chris sitting with his right arm wrapped around his knee, Zar standing high on a pair of boxes. “I’m going to go and check on your apartment,” the human said with a slight smile, “I’ll be back with questions.” &n
Crux NineCrux 9 LivesCrux Nine
Kara slowed her run to a jaunt, then to a casual walk, as the figure in the black robot stared at her through clear glasses. His obsidian eyes watched them and his right hand pulled down on the machine’s throttle, dropping it onto one knee so that he could dismount from its internal machinery. “Well isn’t this a surprise…” the businessman said as he drew his glasses from his face. A cloth appeared in his hand, which he used to begin cleaning the lenses, “I thought I wouldn’t get the chance to ever see you again.” &
Crux EightCrux 8 Magic BallCrux Eight
Kara felt the splitting pain in her head as the world around her slowly came back. Memories flashed in her mind’s eye in memory of the fight as it lead to the blow that had sent her to the ground. A quick throb in the center of her head occurred as she remembered the knife as it descended for her head. She couldn’t open her eyes, but she heard fighting as it raged somewhere to the left of her. A painful itch slowly covered her arms and legs as the battle continued, a madman’s laugh sending chills down her spin
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