Payne of the Bites (Pt. 7)

"Deep underground, the underground facility's ceiling security camera monitors every move of the two killer beings' fight. The perpetrators of the improvised incident are now watching in silence. The advanced teleportation technology worked better than the scientist predicted, attracting even more attention. To bring the elemental to the ground, the assassin hybrid used advanced grappling techniques. The battle between the two is fierce. One with far superior speed and agility to the others, as well as magnificent shape shifting abilities. The battle also appeared to destroy and damage scientific equipment and infrastructure."

We leave the dimensions and time period of the previous stories and travel to the sunny city of Los Santos in the state of California. The scenario is joined by a reformed gang member turned street racer. There were lives at stake in Los Santos, California, before the outbreak, before the survivors of North Carolina banded together to stay alive for as long as possible. A manic air force pilot and a former bank robber with a mysterious past joined forces with the street racer. The three unlikely team members used their street smarts to rob a few more banks before the walker outbreak began.

The bank owners hired mobsters to kidnap the street racer and place him in an abandoned insane asylum. The outbreak began on the West Coast, leaving the street racer battered and bruised and bleeding to death. And, unbeknownst to the street racer, a darker entity had been waiting for the street racer to wander the halls of the city of angels and archangels. It's like a living creature, constantly moving and growing. The people who live in this city are adaptable.

While the lives of the North Carolina teammates remain unresolved, the battle of the walking dead continues. Zoey, Francis, Louis, and Bill were all confronted with an evil far greater than their worst nightmare. And the terror nights are far from over. The shadows came across another soul worthy of further torment. What chance does this assassin have against it?

Mr. Wick's sense of dread grew stronger as he parked his motorcycle in front of the ancient tower. Mr. Wick noticed as he walked towards the ancient tower that, despite the stillness, the walkers' bodies remained motionless all over the ancient tower's front lawn. They had slashes all over their bodies. Mr. Wick considered who might have attacked these walkers. Doomed even before the mission briefing, a spell had been cast over Mr. Wick's head from the moment he arrived at the ancient tower.

Mr. Wick was now battling darkness and looking for a way out of another dimension. Above all, he seeks vengeance. The dimension was new to the warrior assassin, and the dark energy was still fresh. As Mr. Wick stepped in front of his goal, a spirit of a woman appeared, her katana with sharpened edges designed for lethal destruction. Mr. Wick charged at the woman spirit, willing to risk his life as their swords clashed in the air.

Dark billows of smoke began to cover the floor. Mr. Wick's blade couldn't withstand the spirit's agony and rage for much longer. Mr. Wick fell to the floor, fighting off rusted hooks that began clinging to and tearing the assassin's suit. Mr. Wick grabs the ancient sword and swings it around his back to stab the woman spirit. Mr. Wick was alone in his disbelief, as the magical sword caused all evils within the ancient tower to vanish for a brief moment.

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