Killing Instinct

Written By Angel of Doom, Tangett Killafew and Lady B



Chapter 16
Angel of Doom

"Let's Get Ready To Rumble"

When he left Paul his mind was baffled, confused and in shambles. And also his mind was with his brother Kane and he though the way he was going to break the news that they were brothers, but first he had to rescue him from this fucking people or whatever they were.

As Mark rode his bike back to the police station, his mind was looking for a logical explanation to what Paul had told him. There is a dark side, there was no evil, he kept telling himself. People were plain mean without scruples, people knew about good and bad, they just choose the wrong path or so he thought, and then he heard the mumbling voice coming out of nowhere that said "Come home, come home NOW" and felt the evil go right trough him as he looked around to see if someone was there but how could it be he was riding his motorcycle in the middle of the highway and it was late and there was no traffic. 'My mind is playing games with me, fucking Paul and his gothic stories' he thought to himself. 'Well, it will end today, that I will guaranteed or I will die trying'.

He walked into the commissioner's office. The commish was sitting on his huge chair facing the window Mark stormed in saying "Hey boss any news of Kane" No answer." Boss it ends tonight, I can't take this shit no more"he said. The commish didn't even move, and he continued."This shit is driving me crazy, people is dead, maimed, but I have a clue, I've got this book from Paul and the answer is here" the commish still didn't say anything. "Boss?, hey boss?" he said as he walked around the desk and still no answer. He turned the swinging chair around and jumped back in horror as he looked in the chair and saw a mass of beaten flesh, the comish was slumped in the chair, dead, idle, inane motionless.

His eyes, nose, ears and tongue were cut off and his brains were sticking out since he had been scalped like the indians used to do in western times. And in his chest there was a note that read. "We got you, no one can save you from us, no one".

He called out for some of the officers that were there. The first one there was Sergeant Angle, and Detective Tajiri a little runt of a man that was a martial arts expert. "Okay guys this is it, we are going all out, these fuckers killed their last victim. This is what we are gonna do". He looked at Angle and Tajiri and told them "Pick 5 more guys that we can thrust, arm them to the teeth, and meet me at the entrance of Central Park on 59th street". He took a long breath turned his eyes back, closed his fist to the air and told them, " Gentlemen let's get ready to rumble..."

Chapter 17

Tangett Killafew

With everyone in place it's was only right for the evil to feed from within the city. Major riots started breaking out in the Soho area as well as the village. Calls coming in from Queens that Astoria Boulevard was going crazy. Fire began to erupt all over the Bronx and Brooklyn looked like it was swallowed up by Hell.

'Oh yeah now to make my mark. Good thing my friends are close by. Seems I arrived at the park in time. And the funny thing is now I'll make my name and all the cops will become just other victims, like the woman on the train.' The little brick house walks out of the dark. With him came his friends Tommy, Rob Van Damn, Sabu, and the other nut they called Rhyno. "Hey cops" Tazz yelled as they all strolled up "We are the impact players and we are going to show you just what it means to be extreme!"

Moving up toward where the police were the lights of the park went dead. Followed up by a dim green glow coming from the park. Out of the darkness in druidic robes came for the first time the gauntlets.

When all started to look grim for Mark he saw a special task force truck pull up, out of it came his old academy friends. In swat team gear came out Sid"The vicious" Goldberg and Nash. Out of the front seat stepped out Mark's old buddy who always was good for a laugh. With both hands around his mouth he yelled" WWWWWHHHHHH000! Sting is in the house." Out of the passenger side steps out an old sergeant a man he thought retired, but thanks inwardly that he hadn't. Oozing machismo Sergeant Hall whips around the corner of the truck with a toothpick in his mouth. He looks at Mark and says, "hey Chico, what's new?"

With Tazz and his friends coming from the street and the evil druidic enemy in the park. Mark slammed both hands together. "Okay you bunch of perps, time to teach you why it's not a good idea to mess in my yard."

Muscles tense from all sides and the biggest battle in New York history is about to take place. And no matter who wins no one will eeeever be the same Again!!

Chapter 18
Lady B

As the confrontation in the park was about to take place, the police in the city were going insane. Bodies of females were being found all over the city and all appeared to have been killed in the same fashion as the ones on the case that Mark was working on. One body was found on the East River Drive which was identified as a petite blond with blue eyes Texan that went by the name of Jade, another was found in the observation terrace of the Empire State Building who police identified as a Canadian resident by the name of Sandra. In the parking garage of the Twin Towers another female body was found slumped at the wheel of an SUV. She was identified as a fun loving young girl by the name of Anne.


Mark led the way. The Swat team spread out and Sargent Hall took the point as he climbed a tree and positioned himself among the foliage where he could direct traffic for the gun battle that was sure to ensue.

Tajiri and Angle along with the two Hardy brothers, Officers Edge and Christian and Sargent Spike Dudley brought up the rear. On the other side of the park Lt. Jericho was deploying his troops into the park to surround the combatants and aid in the battle.

Tazz saw the Druids coming and headed towards Mark as a fast pace wanting to get to him before he reached the Druids. Mark saw him coming and bent down grabbing Tazz and flipping him over him. "What do you want with me little man?" he said as he grabbed Tazz by the throat and pinned him to the ground. "I'm the one that you are looking for. I'm the one that killed the girls" he stated as Mark loosened his hold on his throat and he gasped for air. Mark looked at him and then at the Druids who had stopped a few yards away. "I don't think so" he said as he abruptly pulled Tazz to his feet. He pushed him towards the other officers and said "Arrest this fool until later when we can sort all of this out. Right now I have to find out who the idiots in bathrobes are" he added as he straightened up and proceeded to walk towards the Druids.

"That's far enough Deadman" he heard what appeared to be the leader of the group say. "We have a deal for you" the voice added as the Druid congregation parted and in the middle stood a barefooted blond female in tattered clothes and bleeding from several wounds to the face and torso, and a slightly battered and bruised Kane. She was being supported by two of the Druids. Mark recognized her immediately as a young woman named Sharon from Montana whose family had reported her missing when she had not returned home from her vacation in the Big Apple. She could barely stand up. Mark looked at the female and then at the Druid leader. The leader was very tall, and Mark knew it was a man from his voice. "What is it you want?" Mark said. "We'll trade them for you" he said as he pointed to the female and Kane.

"Okay" Mark said. "Let them go and I'll come with you" he added. "Even exchange" the head Druid said. "And we have to be guaranteed safe passage from here or there will be hell to pay" he added. "Deal" Mark said. They let Sharon go and she hit the ground. She proceeded to crawl to where Mark was and he approached her. Kane took several paces towards Mark once he was released. Mark picked Sharon up from the floor and turned to Kane. "Come and help her" he said. Kane approached Mark and grabbed Sharon from his arms. She had fainted and Kane took her from Mark's arms.

Unseen to the Druids Mark handed Kane a small black beeper looking device and whispered. "Turn it on. It's a tracking device which will find me". He turned to the Druids and walked into the crowd of them. The crowd closed around him as he was grabbed by the arms by two of them and they proceeded to walk further into the park as mist engulfed the group.

"No one shoot" Hall said into the Walkie Talkie. "Nash, Goldberg. Follow them but not too close. I want to know where they go" he added.

When Nash and Goldberg arrived at where the group should have been the mist was just clearing and no one was there. They could see police officers all around them, but the Druids were gone and so was Mark.

"Hey chico, where did they go" Hall said into the walkie talkie. "I don't know" was the answer he got from Goldberg.

The Druids had opened a manhole cover in the park and had made their escape with Mark through the sewers of New York City.

Killing Instinct chap 19

The mist was strong and disorientating, Mark couldnòt figure out where he was or for how long he was walking. The druids on either side of him had a firm grip on his arms. He knew for sure he was underneath the old train stations just didnòt know which one. The degenerates and homeless were littered all around. And Mark could do nothing as one by one they were slain by any and all druids walking the path. Those lucky enough to run never saw the blades coming and decapitating them.

Mark growled lowly and to himself as he felt his anger rising. Knowing that there was nothing he could do at this time. Better to wait and see what this was all about. Finally the druids stop their forward momentum and force Mark to stop. As torches are lit and the room becomes illuminated Mark can just stand in awe and gasp.

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Meanwhile back topside outside of the park. Kane passes the girl of to the Hardy officers. "Take her to the hospital to get checked out. Kane walks over to Mark's bike and checks it over. He sits on it and revs the engine just as Sgt. Hall makes his way over to him. Kane turns and looks at Hall as meaningless word spew out of the Sgt.'s mouth. The others (Nash, Sting and Goldberg) from the swat team are in route.

"God dam it Kane what the hell is going on? Where do you think you're going? We are headed back to the office to sort all of this shit out!!!" Before another word escapes his lips Kane reaches out and grips the Sgt. by the throat. óNO MORE SARGE..NO MORE!ô he stands and lifts the Sgt. by the throat clear off the floor and then commences on choke slamming him into the very street. "We did this you way and its gotten us nowhere. Mark needs me and all of this red tape is only going to get in the way. So if you do not have some constructive insight on the matter I would suggest you lay on the ground and just gasp for air as I am not in the mood for any of your bullshit!"

Goldberg, Nash and Sting get up real close on Kane. They look at the Sgt. and their eyes get beady And smoldering red. "Lets go. Time to set things straight once and for all Kane." He turns and looks at Sting, who is already taking off his uniform top to show his dark tank top underneath. Nash rips his shirt off as does Goldberg and their tribal tattoos can be seen. Nash says óLet the Wolf Pack rideô he looks at Kane. óWe may not always see eye to eye but we watch out for our own.. Your brother and I have had our fair share of problems Kane but that is why behind scenes we have become the best of friends. Lets move out. You got any ideas?" Kane smiles and sits back on the bike playing with the transceiver. "Yes I do, leave the others to deal with the crazies running the street we have to go back deep into the park to find Mark. I know how they got away even if Sgt. dipshit Hall is clueless.. remember I was with them for a bit.. Just let me place one call. If we are even gonna stand a chance of success we have to go back deep into Markòs roots."

Sting looks at Goldberg who is opening up the back of the swat rig. He pulls out the Darkhawk Motorcycle with the 20mm gun mounts on the sides with the triggers on the handles. Nash smirks and pulls out his Thundergod Harley Davidson. Sting looks at both of them and says óBig dealô as he goes around the side of the truck and opens a side compartment and pulls out his enclosed Shiva motorcycle. óWe are ready Kane time to go get our own back.ô

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Mark is speechless as he sees Hunter sitting calmly on a six-fingered chair. HE stands and says óTIME TO PLAY THE GME DEAD MAN!ô.

Chapter 20
Lady B

Hunter approached Mark and stood toe to toe with him. "I see you didn't expect it to be me. But as you can see I'm here in the flesh to collect what belongs to us." he said as he turned from Mark as he went to sit once again on the chair,

"Well, guess what. You belong to us. You are the missing piece to the puzzle. You see, with you on our side, we will be stronger than any police force. Stronger than anything. For no one can take on the forces of the dark side" he concluded as he worked himself into a frenzy.

"I hate to put a damper on your plans, but you will never get me to join you. There is nothing that you can do to make me join your ranks" Mark said through clenched teeth.

Hunter came up to him and looked at him in the eyes before he punched him in the solar plexus, making Mark double over and fall to his knees, gasping for air. "Oh you will join us alright, or more innocent women will pay" he said as he swept his arm over to a corner. Two druids came out of the darkened corner dragging a young woman. She was very pretty but right now her face was swollen and bruised. Her hair was slightly matted and her clothes were in tatters. She was barefooted and she had apparently been sexually assaulted, since her undergarments were non-existent.

Mark raised his head, he was on his knees and he was being held in that position by four druids. He recognized her from a missing persons report. Her name was Bonnie. "You will pay for this" he said as he rose to his feet, while the druids did their best to hold him. They had all they could do just trying to keep a hold on him. One of the druids was even on his back trying to put pressure on him to hold him down. Mark shook him off and as he was ready to swing at the ones that were holding him, he heard the distinctive roar of cycles in the distance.

As the roar got louder, he knew that reinforcements were on the way, so he held back. He didn't want any more harm to come to the young woman.

Hunter heard the roar of the cycles too and looked around at the druids. "Take your positions" he said. The druids took their positions at the entrances to the cavern. The ones that were attempting to hold onto Mark didn't know what to do. They relaxed their grip on him and he noticed it. He swatted the druid closest to him and he bounced off of the wall. He took the one who was on his back and pulled him up over his head and threw him to the ground. The other two started to run towards where Hunter was. Hunter grabbed Bonnie by the hair and pulled her with him towards one of the tunnel exits from the cavern. The two druids that were hold the girl and the two that ran from Mark headed after Hunter.

At that precise moment, the cycles entered the cavern as they literally rode over robe covered bodies. "Hey deadman. Need any help" Mark heard over the roar of the cycles. He looked up to see Sting ride by him as he swatted at the robe covered bodies that were coming from everywhere with a baseball bat.

"I'll get to him yet. He who runs gets to fight again" Hunter said over his shoulder as he yanked painfully on Bonnie's hair to make her keep up with him as he retreated deeper into the darkened exit. He stood against a wall with Bonnie in his arms and the wall turned, taking them both into another tunnel. The druids didn't see him do this. All they knew was that he was no longer visible. "He does have magic" they said as they ran past the hidden panel in the wall.

Chapter 21

Tangett Killafew

"Here I am with my reporting partner slash cameraman Tangett. I Angel Doomus have followed the criminal masterminds to their layer.” As I talk Tangett moves the camera around from body to body showing the carnage. There is a woman with the words ‘original sins’ carved into her back with such force I wouldn’t be surprised if it was etched into her very bones. From the i.d. we find I know her form the police reports she is the very sexy, adorable, lady Dove. She was in the city hoping to break into television. But I doubt it was like this.

Tangett stops and so do I as I turn around to the noise of splashing water. Like two well-trained reporters who are also men we do what comes naturally. We prep for anything. We look from side to side then instead of running away like little women we prefer to tactfully retreat into the shadows and darkness until we can see what is going on.

Tangett shuts the light off on the camera and then next to me I hear a lot of rattling. I try to see what it is when I realize its Tangett shaking with the camera in hand. The footsteps get closer and closer I tell Tangett to be prepared to fight.

When the body gets closer Angel jumps out but trips over something in the darkness. He falls forward and he and whoever has shown up falls into the murky water. Tangett turns on the light of the camera and there lies Angel laying on the body of his editor Lady B. she seems entirely pissed off at this point “Get the hell off of me Angel” she says. Then she goes silent as the light hits the water, which in reality is blood with chunks of bodies in it. The lady gasps and covers her mouth as she tries to hold back the desire to upchuck. And Angel begins to heave as he finds an arm (just the arm) gripping his ankle and now knows what made him trip.

Though water drips from above the three news members find themselves smack dab in the middle of the unholy sacrifice chamber.

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Sting swings from left to right as one of the Druid Acolytes gets the drop on him and tackle him off the bike. Mark gains his footing as Nash makes his way into the fight. But its for naught as Nash reaches for one of the baddies another picks up Sting’s bat and swings it hitting him cleanly on the thigh.

The loud pop and crack can be heard as Nash lays down holding his leg. With only being in the room no more than 13 seconds already there are casualties on the cop’s side. Goldberg dives off of his bike in mid ride to tackle three Acolytes. The breaking of bones are apparent as spines shatter against the stone steps.

Hall makes it into the frackus as Mideon of the acolytes stabs him in the neck with a needle. Quickly Hall’s eyes glaze and he slurs the words “Hey yo..” as Mideon laughs from the darkness of the doorway enters Kane and the laughing is over. He grabs Mideon and something with Kane snaps. He lifts Mideon with The one hand in a choke slam type move. Kane’s body begins to get very hot and his muscles contract and expand with this new energy. With his free hand he raises it above his head and brings it down hard on Mideon’s face. But not only does his hand touch the soft skin on Mideon’s face but so does the FIRE that comes flying out of his glove. Mideon’s screams like a banshee as his flesh burns and the smell of charred flesh fills the room.

Mark does not see what transpires as he is just clearing the men who tried in vain to pin him. He gives chase to Hunter. He misses the hidden wall in the corridor but quickly knows he must turn back when he hears the ungodly scream of a woman!!

Hunter looks at Bonnie and says "Forgive me but know what you are doing is to benefit both the cause as well as Mark. You will help him see the light.” He clasps one hand over her mouth and reaches into his robe. The first thing Bonnie sees is a slight glimmer from the intermittent lights in the tunnel. As she follows the gleam she sees it leads in a almost moon shape and ends in Hunter hands. She discerns it to be a blade and knows exactly what Hunter plans to do.

With tears in her eyes and her heart pounding she finds she cannot do anything but pray. Hunter brings the blade up and around her face quickly so quick She feels nothing and he lets her go. He runs off into the darkness away from her. She drops to her knees from sheer fear, exhaustion and relief that she is Still alive unlike her two friends Lessa and Missy. She still remembers how they were sawed in half and fed into a pit in the center of the chamber while all the other captives were forced to watch.. as Bonnie comes back into the present she feels funny and her face kinda tingle and itch. She goes to scratch it and then she realizes what hunter actually did to her. On her fingers sits the first three layers of her flesh. Hunter was quick and precise, the blade sharp as any scalpel a surgeon would use.. her flesh dangles from her cheeks as the skin begins to fall. Looking like its melting literally on her face her forehead falls down and lies on her upper lip. The blood flows, the rats that walk in the tunnels are the only witnesses to the muscles and tendons that move as she slowly opens her mouth and finally find in her lungs the ability to yell! To yell as if someone had killed her!

Hunter laughs and thinks to himself "This will buy me time and guarantee that he follows. For now I must make it to the triad while my children prepare to Play with the one who would sell us out."

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Paul bearer sits waiting and wondering what is happening to Mark. But that falls to least of his worries as a large man knocks on the library door before pulling out a sawed off and blowing the hinges out. Paul yells and tries to run but the man moves slowly and follows. Paul knows he is trapped and hopes the man does not find him before the cops arrive.

When Paul gets a tap on his shoulder "I was sent to give you a message Bearer. YOU’RE NOT NUMBER ONE ANYMORE”.

He pulls the trigger and just that quick Paul’s blood coats the floor as his flesh can be found on the shelves and his Grey mater will be found in the Books for sometime to come.

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