Talow knew he had failed. UFS soldiers were dieing around him as the Bellators struck them with everything they had. Raza had played him like a fool and Talow knew it. He held the plans to his chest regretting ever joining the army, he should have stayed away the first time he had gotten away. He watched as battalion V35, his battalion was turn to shreds as they tried to take on a group of Bellators larger then themselves. He watched them fall, blood smeared and broken. Luca stood fighting hard with a tall Bellator dressed in navy, a badge glistening on his own breast. I split second was all it took for him to be crushed and defeated. A split second as Luca had looked towards Talow, one question on his lips that Talow didn't need to hear. Why did you do it?
Taken a deep breath Talow reached into his pocket and drew out that tiny vial he had been carrying with him since day 1. The tiny vial with the clear liquid inside. It had cost his family a small fortune but it was worth it. Talow pulled the stopper out with his teeth, smelling the strong vapours as they poured out of the bottle. Talow spotted Raza and knew who his target was. Mustering up enough courage and strength, Talow fought his way towards the Bellator warrior and whipped the bottle and its contents at him. It did nothing but surprise him, Raza stopped and looked down at his streaked uniform, worn and dirty from weeks of travel. He laughed. Talow joined, probably looking crazy as he did so. Here he stood in the midst of all this bloodshed, thick black clouds were forming overhead but still he laughed. He pulled his flame gun from behind him, getting the barrel ready as Raza lunged at him. An easy target. The flames ripped from the nozzle of the gun, catching Raza's shredded sleeve and quickly running across him. Where the liquid had splashed, flames erupted immediately and licked at Raza's face and anyone else he came in contact with. And still Talow laughed.
Taken a deep breath Talow reached into his pocket and drew out that tiny vial he had been carrying with him since day 1. The tiny vial with the clear liquid inside. It had cost his family a small fortune but it was worth it. Talow pulled the stopper out with his teeth, smelling the strong vapours as they poured out of the bottle. Talow spotted Raza and knew who his target was. Mustering up enough courage and strength, Talow fought his way towards the Bellator warrior and whipped the bottle and its contents at him. It did nothing but surprise him, Raza stopped and looked down at his streaked uniform, worn and dirty from weeks of travel. He laughed. Talow joined, probably looking crazy as he did so. Here he stood in the midst of all this bloodshed, thick black clouds were forming overhead but still he laughed. He pulled his flame gun from behind him, getting the barrel ready as Raza lunged at him. An easy target. The flames ripped from the nozzle of the gun, catching Raza's shredded sleeve and quickly running across him. Where the liquid had splashed, flames erupted immediately and licked at Raza's face and anyone else he came in contact with. And still Talow laughed.
Power
You are possessed
By this world
This so called better future
Is destroying you
At what cost
The fame or the fortune
It isn't worth it
Haven't you seen
The corruption
Power brings
Too much of a good thing
Becomes worthless in the end
Don't be like that
Help yourself
Save yourself from this
This unplanned future
Power brings one thing
Death
There is no way around it
It will soon take over
It will become your life
This power that you long for
Shall be a death sentence for you
I wish you luck
I hope you see the way
The way I speak of
How power isn't healthy
And not apart of your diet
Turn away
From the temptation
That power can bring
Forget it
Forget everything
The money
The fame
The power
Don't look back
Behind you is the head
The head of evil
The head of power
You are possessed
By this world
This so called better future
Is destroying you
At what cost
The fame or the fortune
It isn't worth it
Haven't you seen
The corruption
Power brings
Too much of a good thing
Becomes worthless in the end
Don't be like that
Help yourself
Save yourself from this
This unplanned future
Power brings one thing
Death
There is no way around it
It will soon take over
It will become your life
This power that you long for
Shall be a death sentence for you
I wish you luck
I hope you see the way
The way I speak of
How power isn't healthy
And not apart of your diet
Turn away
From the temptation
That power can bring
Forget it
Forget everything
The money
The fame
The power
Don't look back
Behind you is the head
The head of evil
The head of power