GLUTTONY : The Devourer - Chapter 14

And thus we began our crusade…

First, of course, we made preparations. These include:

We bought new clothing that is resistant to most things , of such including fire and electricity, which is surprisingly easy to get

however to make it as effective as possible in our situation we got all black, with easy maneuverability,

We bought new phones with a map of the city as a background

this was so we could map were locations were more easily,

So we ended up doing just that did just that.

Next we planned, planned and planned some more…

this taking into consideration the time of the attack, previous mentions we picked up around town and how these charac- guys work in stori- places like this.

And finally we played the waiting game, even if Fetch had been testing her aim and surprisingly even though he was around me, I’d like to think I can be patient, Delsin was being the Nappa of the group.

“So Olly when are we going, now… maybe now ”

“Delsin, stop acting like a hyperactive child, play on your phone or something”

“Tch, fiiiiiine”

>loud angry birds noises<

“PUT ON SOME HEADPHONES OR TURN THE NOISE OFF” we shout in union

“fine, sorry , sorry ”

And the clock struck midnight, well not really it’s actually like 9:00pm at the moment, but anyway we’re off. Although not too visible.

Then as we approach our fist location on the list (the car park you have to save a guy from jumping off of), I start wondering about how to introduce myself … hmm .

well whatever.

>phwoooooosh<

I jump off of a roof top, landing in the middle of several mobs or better known as mafia members then start wiping out a neon coated scandium scythe, and swipe. Heads off to you I guess. which they reply to with shrieking and asking what are you you monster

to which I reply “Haven’t you read the title” Deep voice initiated ” I’m Batman, Motherf*cker”.

At the last location, you see a young man, with flowing white hair In a smooth and thankfully cut hairstyle similar to Kaneki with the fringe to the right, He also exhibits a phantasmal aura due to the neon streaks coating him. As he opens his eyes they show themselves to be red, with the reflection of the (still alive) bodies surrounding him.

he whispers into a phone “It’s done, now I need a nap, this was exhausting.”